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Ch. 3 Serious

"Put more force into the punch," I told Dante who was duking it out with a punching bag. He obeyed but it didn't really make a difference. The kid had major potential but he was just too damn scrawny. I'd have him lift weights soon but not too soon. He at least needed to get some techniques down before putting some muscle on him.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"Stop doing that and focus. You're doing good. Just do one more combo and we'll go get pizza and ice cream." Dante's eyes lit up.

"Okay!" He put extra work into his combination. Heh, kids and their sweets.

"Good. Now let's get out of here," I said, moving to the exit of the gym. Dante grabbed his back pack and ran after me. "Where you wanna go," I asked him as we hopped into my green Jeep.

"Sal's. They have the best pizza and shakes."

"You sure you don't want a calzone or anything?"

"But isn't that expensive."

"Not really."

"Oh. Okay!" I revved the engine, making Dante jump at its loudness. "Scourge," he asked as I started driving.

"What?"

"You're not like a pedophile or anything, right?" I raised an eyebrow as I glanced at him.

"First of all, I ain't old enough to be a pedophile. Second, I'm not gay."

"How old are you?"

"23. How old are you?"

"11."

"You're joking."

"Well, I'll be 12 in a couple months but no I'm not joking. I'm just tall for my age. The kids in my class call me a freak."

"The kids in your class need to go suck on a dick." Dante snickered.

"Yea, they do. So, what do you do for a living?"

"I'm not playing 20 questions with you, D."

"But we barely know each other and you've been training me for two weeks!"

"What you know already is all you need to know."

"I'll tell you about myself if it helps."

"Knock yourself out."

"Literally?" I glanced at him to see a look of confusion and shock over his face. I smirked.

"No. It's a metaphor. Go ahead."

"Oh okay. Well, I like to skateboard. Do you know how to skateboard?"

"No."

"I can teach you."

"Thanks but no thanks."

"Kay. Oh and I like to watch UFC. They have really good fights on there. Plus it's so diverse. People from all over the place fight each other. I think it's so cool!" I nodded. "They're not as cool as you though."

"I'm flattered," I said plainly making Dante laugh.

"You're so serious all the time." I shrugged a shoulder.

"What do you want me to be?"

"I don't know… Happy."

"I'm smiling on the inside."

"But why not on the outside?"

"What is with your little ass and questions?"

"I like to be educated on people. When I get older, I wanna do something to make a change. You know, maybe put some smiles on a couple people's faces."

"That's a nice ambition there."

"I guess. My dad told me that I'll never make it out of L.A. alive though." A frown appeared on my lips.

"Don't listen to him. He's probably just jealous of you."

"Why? I mean, there's nothing I have he could be jealous of. He's all tall and strong and makes a lot of money."

"But you're top of your class."

"Yea, but he says that I'm a nerd." I parked the car in the parking lot before looking over at him. He was slumped down in the seat, a sad look pasted on his face.

"Hey," I said, getting him to look at me. "There's nothing wrong with being a nerd. It means that you're gonna be somewhere someday and not struggling out here on these streets. Don't let anyone try to tell you being smart isn't good because trust me, it'll get you out of here alive and with a job. You hear me?"

"Yes sir," Dante said, straightening up a bit.

"Good. Now get out my car, I'm starving." Dante chuckled but opened the car door. I saw him jump effortlessly from the seat down to the concrete. Good boy. We walked into the pizzeria and sat down in an empty booth. A cute girl walked up to our table.

"What can I get you boys," she asked, smiling suggestively at me. I smirked back before glancing at Dante. He looked oblivious that a hot chick was standing right in front of him. Instead he was looking around the pizzeria in curiosity. This restaurant had a fifty's theme going on. I'm not sure how to explain it but walking in here is like you took a blast to the past.

"Two root beers floats, two large calzones and two buckets of fries. Oh and I can't forget your number," I said smoothly. The waitress giggled as she wrote down the order.

"I'll be right back with all that," she said with a wink before walking off, swaying her hips as she did. Now that ass was what I was talking about.

"Scourge, do you know her," Dante asked as he gawked at me. I'm gonna have to teach him how to be less geeky. Sure, the chicks might dig it but he needs to know some proper game.

"No, but I'm gonna get to know her."

"Oh. She seems nice I guess."

"You getting into girls yet?" He shrugged.

"Most of the ones who go to my school don't really pay much attention to me."

"Do you think any of them are cute?"

"Yea but they'll ever like me back."

"Stop doing that." He raised an eyebrow.

"Stop doing what?"

"Putting yourself down. You need to gain more confidence."

"But how?"

"I'll figure it out but for the moment, just think about all the good things that you do. Don't dwell on what other people think. They don't matter. Got it?"

"Yup."

"Good." I looked away to see that stupid girl. She was really starting to irritate me. Though I did enjoy watching her annoyed face as the boy at the counter tried to hit on her. Today she was dressed in a black tank that had some gothic band on it, a pair of black shorts that had black safety pins designed into it, and a pair of black Ed Hardy high tops. Her hair was down in its natural curls to her shoulders with a side bang in it. If she wasn't so fricking annoying, I would think that she's hot. I watched as the cashier slide his number across the counter, making her sigh in frustration. Then her eyes caught mine, a devious smile coming across her face. Ah hell. She thanked the cashier for her milkshake before walking over to our table.

"Hey Mexico," she said, her soft voice having an amused tone to it. I glared up at her.

"Didn't I tell you to stay the hell out of my way." She shrugged.

"Did you really think I was going to obey?"

"You should or else I'm going to have to teach you a lesson." She smiled.

"That's cute." She looked to Dante and smiled. "Aw and who is this little cutie," she said, taking a seat next to Dante whose eyes had widened in infatuation. He better back the fuck up.

"Dante," he stuttered out. Rosy giggled.

"Rosy. Are you Scourge's son?"

"Does he look old enough to be my son," I asked her, making her look over to me.

"Yes, because at my best bet, you were having sex early." I scowled, making her smile grow.

"Can you go away?"

"Why? Don't you like having me here, Mexico?"

"No, actually." She flinched slightly before shaking it off.

"Whatever. I have to go so I'll see you around Mexico." She turned to Dante and smiled sweetly. "Bye, cutie," she said before getting up and walking away.

"Watch for the food," I told Dante before getting up and running after her. This bitch was going to keep annoying me like this. Now, I'm gonna make sure she doesn't bother me again. "Hey," I yelled when I saw her at her black BMW. She turned and smiled.

"Oh hey-" she got cut off when I pinned her against the car door. "And you don't want to sleep with me," she said, raising an eyebrow as she giggled at our position.

"Shut up and listen. I told you to stay out of my way and usually I don't tell people twice before I start handing out black eyes but since you're a girl I thought I'd give you a second warning. This time, I mean it. Stay the hell away from me. We are not friends. We'll never be friends. If you see me, walk away. Got it?" Her eyes had built up a bit of fright in my words at this.

"Scourge, I just-"

"No. You either got it or I'm going to drag you behind this restaurant and make sure you never walk again. Are we clear?" She shivered as she knew what punishment I meant.

"Yea, we're clear," she murmured.

"We better be." I pushed myself away from her. That's when I noticed that she looked a bit sad. "What's your problem?"

"Nothing. Just having a bad day and I see you and think you'll make it better. But no, you're still an asshole."

"Wait, you thought I was going to make it better? I'm not your fucking boyfriend."

"No but I was hoping you would," she bit her lip. "Never mind. I'm gonna leave you alone now." She got into her car ad revved the engine. I rolled my eyes and walked back into the restaurant where Dante was inhaling his calzone.

"That girl likes you," he said, his mouth full. I sat down across from him.

"The hell are you talking about?" Dante smirked.

"That girl that came over here. She likes you." I raised an eyebrow.

"And how would you know?"

"Let's just say, the way she was looking at you told all." I rolled my eyes. Rosy didn't like me. She better not anyway. I'm not one to be in a relationship. Then again, maybe she was the girl who could be able to hold me down into one. Wait, no. What am I thinking? Ugh, now she really needs to stay the hell away from me.

This chap is really short, i know but for a good reason.

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