Fall Where?

i smell, ugh, dog shit! What the hell is wrong with this scence already? Well, i stand here in a locker room, ass naked boys walking pass me laughing their heads off like jackles. Throwing Axe cans at each other, sending fumes of chocalate, Clix, and other odors into the air.
There was a poping sound and i hissed, looking behind me, staring at the kid who popped me on the neck. Pain shot through my body and furry was covering it over, like glaze over a donut. He ran off, laughing with the other guys and i just sneered, running my neck. The kid who had popped suddenly slipped and i chorttled as the smack of skin on hard tile and water made contact on his back.
He screamed and i shouted, "Serves you, you fucking BASTARD! Didn't your mommy tell you not to run on hard, wet surfaces?"

I was already out, a trickle of blood running down my neck. The kid who had popped me had metal on the tip of his towel and well...it hurt like hell.

{Ill come back to this story when i get a stronger movement to this.}