Fight

Some things are pretty hard to remember, like when Stradlater came back from his date with Jane for example. I can't remember what the hell I was doing the moment I heard his stupid footsteps coming down the corridor. What I do remember though, is that I was worried as hell. He came in blabbing on about is date or the weather or something. I really don't remember. I wasn't really listening. I didn't even bother to attempt to make a conversation with him. I just watched him. The one thing I did hear him ask was whether or not I'd written his stupid goddam composition for him. I told him it was on the bed, he went over and read it. He started to complain about the fact that I wrote it about Allie's baseball mitt. He was angry as hell. I ripped the damn thing out of his goddam hand and ripped it up I got so frustrated with him. I lay down on my bed and lit a cigarette, we weren't supposed to smoke in the dorm. But I didn't really give a damn. To tell you to truth I only did it to feel a sense of rebellion, plus it annoyed the hell out of Stradlater. He started banging on about how it was against the rules and telling me that I should put it out. I ignored him. I went on smoking like a madman.

He started acting dead weird. He kept on giving me these shadow punches to my shoulder. I don't remember what happened after that. All I can remember is that I got up and acted like I was going to the can or something. I tried to sock him one, only, I missed. It didn't connect all I did was hit him in the side of the the neck or somethin'. The next thing I knew I was on the goddam floor. Stradlater's crumby knees were digging into my chest. It hurt like hell. I yelled at him to get off and he eventually did. I started to yell again. I really did, I was calling him every name under the goddam sun. He got really mad then. He let one go on me. The next thing I knew I was on the goddam floor again. I didn't bother to get up. I just lay there. Bawling. I lay there until I heared him leave. Then I got up. I couldn't find my goddam hunting hat anywhere. I eventually found it. I looked in the mirror. There was blood everywhere. You never saw such gore in your life. I'd only ever been in about two fights in my whole life and I lot both of 'em. I'm not too tough. I'm a pacifist really.