Everyday.
"Akane, I love you!"
Every freaking day.
"Be mine Akane Te-aah!"
I send another one of these idiots face first into the dirt.
A smile crosses my face when I hear the pleasant sound of painful cries and heads getting smothered against the gravel.
That'll teach 'em to stop this stupid game.
Let me explain…
To be honest, I have know idea who the shit-head was that started this whole freaking thing; all I know is that I basically have to fight my way every morning to get to class.
Some idiot promised all the guys that if I'm defeated,
Like that'll ever happen,
I belong to that bastard who defeated me.
Again, like that'll ever happen.
I'm very well know for my strength; all the girls wish to be me, while all the guys either fear me,
like they should.
Or, you guessed it, want to date me.
Unfortunately, this covers pretty much all the male students.
"Akane, this will be the day you become mine!"
Ha! you wish.
My round house kick sent him flying into the air.
"Akane, Move it!" A familiar voice came from above.
Before I even knew what was happening, two hands grasped tightly against my shoulders
for support, and a leg swung up.
The movement was too fast, I could only catch a glimpse of it, but I saw a figure fly backwards until hitting hard against a tree.
The hands released their tight hold on my shoulders and a boy was now confidently standing in front of me.
"That was a close one Akane, you wouldn't believe how close that guy was to knocking you out. Good thing I was here."
Ranma said, showing off his cocky-ass smile.
Ranma Saotome.
This arrogant prick gets on my nerves.
First off, he loves to constantly prove that he is the more superior martial artist, and finds any chance he gets to shove that little irritating fact down my throat.
"I didn't need you help."
"Is 'thank you' to hard to say? Or is any gesture of gratitude just not in your jurisdiction?"
He asked mockingly, still showing his confident-ass smile.
I hated that disgusting smile of his.
"Shut up! I won't show gratitude to some one who thinks they can
make a fool out of me."
My anger boiled from frustration and humiliation.
I clutched my shoulder with my opposite hand.
Damn this guy, using me as an object to put his weight on.
Damn him!
"Akane, I wasn't trying to make a fool out of you,
just doing my job."
He leaned toward me, his face inches from mine.
For some reason my heart skipped a beat.
He looked serious.
Although the serious expression vanished and was replaced with that damn cocky smile.
Before I could flinch away, he took my hand in his and raised it to his lips.
"I am your body-guard after all."
My face must have flushed a bright red colour because I could feel the sudden heat erupt from my cheeks.
"What a lovely colour your cheeks have, Akane."
He chuckled.
This guy just annoys me!
How dare he tease me like this!
I sent a fist flying right at his arrogant face, but with little effort, pretty much non existing effort, he caught my hand in his.
"Oh Akane, you act so cute when your flustered.
Although there's a reason why I've been chosen to be your body guard you know."
Oh no, he's not going to say it, is he?
"I'm a lot stronger and more skilled than you'll ever be."
Ahh!
I hate it when he says that kind of stuff!
He always looks down on me, I've had enough.
Just you wait Ranma, I'll definitely be the more superior martial artist and then I'll be the one saying those remarks to you.
*Ding* the sound of the warning bell brought my subconscious rage back to reality; where I was going to be late for first period.
"Aww, and we were having such a fun moment."
Ranma started walking away from me and toward the school.
"Please be more aware of any incoming dangers next time Akane."
I frowned.
He smiled.
"See you in class, Akane."
Ranma then took off running.
Damn him, what was my father thinking?