Kick-Ass
I started to feel weird when we got to practice. I was tired from crying day before and yet I miss it here, kind of. We started to run around, fifteen times to be exact. It wasn't easy since the floor was concrete and we were barefoot. I was out of breath when we were done. Then came to jumping jacks, 215 for black belts, that's us. Oh God! Then came push up, 100 for us again. I guess the instructor wasn't going to give us a break from our parents dying.
It was time for a pop quiz on our forms. He been talking to other students, I wasn't paying attention.
"Rose," he yelled.
I jumped a little, okay a lot. "Yes," I said my voice cracks.
"What is the white belt form?" he asked with fierce voice.
"Ah… Jun-Gi."
"All the information."
I nodded. "Ah…"-I bit my lip-" 19 movement, yelled at 17, it means heaven and earth, white belt is no knowledge or whatsoever."
He nodded.
"Jacob, Rose, Tournament sparring."
My eyes went wide. I hated that kid so much…! Put my gear on. I hated the head part, but I had to! It was embarrassing, I didn't look back at Dimitri. I wanted to prove myself to them, but I was getting sick.
I stood still, that was my technics. He came around me with a 360* jump crescent kick. I duck quickly trying to punch his stomach. He caught my hand, and I quickly backed away. I kept backing away until I reached the bleachers where Kirova was watching us. I knew plan exactly. I have done that before. I quickly switch positions, and now Jacob stood between the bleachers and me. I kept trying to punch him. He moved quickly then I hear his father said something.
"Come on Jacob, she's just a girl."
I stop and looked at him. Now he done it. "Son of a bitch," I whisper.
Jacob caught me, but I duck quickly. I started hitting with more force. Who cares about rules, we started to wrestle more then spare. It was a tie by then. You needed three points to win and we both had two points. I did a twist kick and while doing so he fell to the grown. I got on top of him and started to punch his face. He try to move me but he couldn't.
"Stop! Stop!" the instructor said, "Rosemarie! Stop!"
I put on more punch to the stomach and got up. I wasn't done yet, and I hit him where guy hurt the most. Now I was the done.
Other students started to laugh. It was fun fighting with boys in here. It was between the boy beating up a girl, or them getting beat up by a girl.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" his father said, "that's my son." He said pointing at Jacob lying on the floor his hands between his legs.
I laugh. "That's my revenge on you calling me a girl!" I said still laughing.
"Then what are you?" he asked.
I knew what he meant. "Okay, I am, but not the way you say it as poor defenseless human being."
"Jacob!" a woman said, Jacob's mother apparently. "Who did this?"
Jacob with one hand between his legs and other pointed at me.
"What a dush…" I said laughing.
"You're out of your mind," she yelled at me.
I laugh again. "So you thing is funny when he gave me a black eye? Or when he sprained my wrist?"
She was quiet.
"Yeah.. I thought so."
She picked up her son, and walked out. I heard her say something about visiting the doctor right away.
"Sorry if he can't reproduce anymore!" I yelled at them. I was actually having fun.
"Stop!" the instructor said.
I nodded and went serious again. "Yes, sir."
The rest of the class was boring. No one wanted to fight me now. Andy did although. I wasn't going to beat up my own brother. Dah!
Kirova had said nothing until we were done. "You are really good… Andrew"
Andy smiled.
Kirova turn to me. "You need more control," she said in a low voice.
I nodded and was about to show my middle finger then I heard Dimitri was behind me.
"You need to control your emotions," he said talking to me directly.
I looked at him. He had never spoke directly to me. OMG! "I don't like people calling me a girl!"
"There is going to be many things in life that you will not like," he said in a serious voice.
I admit, he was cute, but not to have a crush or anything. "I know, but in some of them there will be consequences!" I said and walked to the car. I didn't like people lecturing me.