don't hurt jerry. he's fun!

from last thursday:After stressing all day about not finishing a literary analysis, I had no idea what would happen tonight. Sitting in Youth & Law at 7, Mrs. fucking Kearney comes in and yells at me for having my hat on again. I say JESUS!Then, she yells at me again... We're combining classes tonight bcuz the faculty's having a meeting & both classes getting a sub. Sitting there, me and Sarah complain about the work and our shitty, 70 year old teacher.Half an hour goes by, the idiots in our class will NOT shut up. Lionel & Jerry are throwing stuff at each other and blaming on another for making disruptions. I was sorta disappointed in Jerry bcuz i thought he was more mature than that. Anywaym Mrs. Avery has almost had it and keeps telling them to be quiet. Suddenly, Jerry gets up and goes over to Lionel's desk to pick up something. Lionel springs out of his chair and puts Jerry in a headlock and starts punching him. Avery tells someone to get Mitch (the security guard). 2 people exit the room. I go to the phone and dial the office. Apparantly, while I wasn't looking, Lionel hit Jerry in the head with a book...I didn't notice, so I walk into the hall to see if Mitch is coming, he's not. I turn back around to see Jerry shaking, not violently, but erratically..very, very, erratically. I see blood dripping all over the floor from Jerry's hand. Was he stabbed???No, Lionel hit him with a Street Law book...cutting Jerry just above the left eye. I was getting queasy, very queasy. And that's weird cuz I've never gotten queasy at the sight of blood before... I'm standing there, shocked. Then Jerry just screams.. He officially scared the shit out of me. Then he yells, "If you had done that when I was looking Lionel, maybe I wouldn't be so pissed!" I go back and sit at my desk, queasy and upset. people are snickering around me. I feel like saying, what the hel is wrong with you people!? But i don't. Poor Jerry's bleeding all over the place and all I want to do is hug him. After they're both escorted from the room, I pack up my stuff and leave. I only get halfway down the hall when I start to cry. i see Lionel go into the office, i don't want to give the satisfaction of seeing me cry, and i don't want to kill him, so i sit down in the stairwell. Soon enough, a hall moniter finds me and asks if I'm ok. I can't even talk, I'm shaking and crying so much. Then I try to explain that Jerry was bleeding a lot, and he was screaming and it was all too real for me. She says it's ok, he's ok and brings me into the office to sit down. I could barely walk... I overhear Jerry in the other room, talking about how Lionel always picks on him. He had no idea why he just attacked him like that. I ask the lady sittig next to me if I can call my mom. She says, sure...I tried to explain what happened to my mom but everything was so tangled together and some teacher had to explain what happened. I sit down again. Then I go back to where I was originally sitting. After a few minutes I have to ask, "is he ok?", although i know he is, I just have to make sure. She says he's ok, he's gonna be fine. A couple people ask if i know Jerry. I do, but I don't. I've talked to him a couple times. I tried to talk him into buying tickets to Renata's cd release party, but he said he didn't have a ride to Hartford. Another time, when Mrs. Connelly was teaching our English class, I walked in a little early, when Jerry's class was just ending. He was the only one in there and he was reading this beautiful poem to Mrs. Connelly. Mrs. Connelly was the nicest person, you could share anything with her and she'd never ever judge you. Anyway, I didn't want to be intrusive, so i left and stood outside the door, eavesdropping. lol. That's how wonderful it was. When he finished, I went back in and he was talking about how he was just writing one night and it just came out of him. He said he didnt know he could write anything like that. I was just in awe. It was so fuckin deep. Point of this story. Jerry's a hell of a kewl guy and I have no idea why someone woule want to harm him. The police arrive and they want to get a statement from me. In the middle of the statement, my mom walks in and the cop has to explain what's going on. I told him everything I saw, reviewed the statement, then signed it. Walking out of the office, I want to find Sarah, but my mom said we should just go and i should call her later. As we're walking out the front door, I see what I thought was a cop sitting in the front seat of the police car. He looks way too nice, and way too young to be a cop. Then I realize it was Jerry and felt humiliated. But he was smiling at me and I don't know why. I guess it was bcuz I was the only one down at that fucking office that was actually truly concerned about him, while everyone else was in class, laughing about the blood on the floor and covering up what they truly felt. I just wanted to hit things, I was so pissed off. I was sick of talking about it and I was sick of it repeating over and over in my head. It was the scariest thing that's ever happened to me. It's different than on tv...Majorly different.It was horrible.I don't ever want to live through that again..I hope Jerry's ok.