Fights

I really dislike fighting, espically physical fights. They make me nervous for them, and I really don't like them if one of the participants is someone that I care about.


So on my A Days me and G changed tables, but the girls that sat with us before followed us. It's not a big deal, but the people we are sittig with now are getting annoyed. All the seats are taken by the time they get there, and I mean, it was their table first. Now, some people from that table have to sit at the one behind us. I feel bad, but yeah.
Some of the people me and G talk to there are Steestee. I've known him since about 6th or 7th grade. We got pretty close once we got into highschool. Now, Steestee doesn't get mad often. I never see him get that upset really, and that's kinda surprising. He just kinda goes with the flow.
Well, today at lunch my table and the table behind us, people that used to sit at this table, were throwing food at eachother. First it was just balled up knapkins. Then it was french fries. Then bread. Pizza crusts. Pickles. Then, pears. It was like the wet mushy kind. It was gross, but they were throwing it. G and I were staying out of it but still laughed none the less.
Once someone from my table threw a pear and hit Chaz in the head it got pretty intense. Chaz came to the end of our table and was asking who threw it. Now, Steestee alreadt doesn't like Chaz, so he threw a pizza crust as him. Chaz got whatever food was near him and threw it back. Steestee gets up and walks around the table towards Chaz. Chaz is walking away, but you can tell on Steestee's face he is genuinly upset. Once he circles around he is infront of me, and I put my hand out to him to stop him from getting to Chaz. "Stephen, stop.." I try to sooth him, "it's not a big deal."
Me and G are kind of scared. It just got really intense. Since I'm sitting down my arm wraps around his stomach, but he grabs my arm and squeezes it. It hurt, really bad. I flinch away, and he lets go. He says sorry, and then sits back down. Chaz is giving him mean looks.

See, fights are bad. I just wish people would let them end like Steestee did. I hate that tension, it makes me really nervous.