Chapter. 8
A week had past since Vincent's outing with Elizabeth. Each day He would go to the amber legion and fight with Amber Demolition, both of them taking a win with each loss.
It was Friday morning at school, Vincent kept going to fencing practice and defeating everyone that challenged him.
The other members of the team talked amount themselves while Vincent sat on a bench waiting for his next fight. The coach was running down a roster on his linker, he waved his hand down to to clear his vision. "Peter and Vincent! You're up!"
The other members patted their team leader on the back as he went to the pat. Vincent stood up and joined Peter. The team leader held up his sword. "You ready to do this tough guy?"
Vincent glared at his opponent. "You're about to regret taking my position."
"You're still upset about that?" Peter lowered his sword.
Vincent rushed in and swung his sword to knock the weapon out of Peter's hands then slid his sword along Peter's neck. As he staggered Vincent attacked again by hitting Peter on the side of his head.
"Vincent!" The coach shouted. "You're suppose to wait for your opponent to get ready."
"His fault for letting his guard down."
"The bench for the rest of practice! You keep this up and you're off the team!"
"Like you'd do that to your strongest fencer." Vincent took off his mask and went to the benches. At the top he saw the dark haired girl again, typing in the air. Vincent took a breath and climbed up the benches, taking a seat near her.
"Hey."
The girl jumped at Vincent's voice. She looked Vincent in the eye for a second then turned away with her hair covering her face.
"You alright?" The girl still didn't answer. "I've seen you around a lot lately. You into fencing?" The girl kept quiet. "Whatever..." Vincent stood up to climb down.
"Rebecca." Vincent stopped and turned back. "I, I'm Rebecca." The girl spoke in a fragile tone.
"Rebecca. I'm Vincent." Vincent returned to his seat. "So you like fencing?" Rebecca nods. "You wanna try it?" Vincent holds out his sword to Rebecca. She slowly turned to Vincent and reached out to take the sword, weighing it in her hand.
"It's heavier then I thought."
"It has to have some weigh to it. That's how you hurt people, and that's why we wear the suits." Rebecca waved the sword up and down. "If you want I can show you how it's done."
"I... I don't know." Rebecca gave the sword back.
"Okay." Vincent and Rebecca watched the rest of the matches until practice was over and it was time to leave. Vincent went to the locker room to put on his street clothes, when he came out he saw Rebecca was waiting for him. Silently Vincent walked out of the school with Rebecca following him. Outside Vincent went to the parking lot for his bike when he noticed the girl wasn't fallowing him and stood by the street.
"Hey!" Vincent shouted as ran back to her. "What are you?" The girl just hung her head. "You need a lift home?"
Rebecca shook her head. "It's, it's okay I, I'll take the bus."
Vincent checked the bus schedule to find that the next bus wasn't going to arrive for almost an hour. "No way, you're not waiting an hour. I'll take you home."
"Okay..." Rebecca kept her head down as she followed Vincent. They arrived at the bike, Vincent climbed on and offer the helmet to Rebecca. "Put this on."
Rebecca did as ordered and climbed on the bike behind Vincent. "What do I-" Vincent took the girl's arms and wrapped them around his waist. "Hold on to me, got it?" Vincent leaned forward to start the motorcycle the sat back upright. "What's your address?"
Rebecca pulled one of her hands off of Vincent to wave about her finger. A map of the city appeared in Vincent's view with directions for where to go. "Thank you." Vincent kicked on the bike and drove off.
As Vincent drove through the LA streets he felt Rebecca's hold on him tighten on each turn. They stopped at a red light Vincent looked back. "You okay back there?" He felt Rebecca nod with the side of her head pressed against Vincent's back. The light turned green and Vincent drove on.
After driving for a few minutes Vincent pulled up in front of a two story house. He turned off the engine and turned back to Rebecca. "This the place?"
Rebecca climbed off and gave the helmet back to Vincent. "Thank you..." Once Vincent took the helmet Rebecca ran into the house.
Vincent shrugs as he drives off. At the first intersection Vincent got a message, he reached up to press it.
Hey Vinny! ;o
I need to see you like right now! Come to the opal HQ, I'll tell you some really impotent stuff.
See you there my son. ;) Mama C xoxo
Vincent cringed. "Does that woman have anything better to do?" The light turned green and Vincent changed his GPS to the library.
...
Catherine was sitting on a bench, sending emails when a motorcycle rolled up in front of the library. The rider pulled off their helmet to reveal themselves as Vincent. "Vinny!" Catherine waved as she ran towards him. "Sweet bike. How long have you had this?"
"None of your business. So why am I here?"
Catherine ran her finger along motorcycle. "Looks way too new. You get it recently?" Catherine spun around then sat on the bike. "You must be well off if you can afford something like this." Catherine brought a finger to her chin and leaned forward. "You trying to impress me?"
"Get off. Now." Vincent clinched his fists.
"Getting a motorcycle is the fastest way to make a girl-"
"GET OFF!" Vincent grabbed Catherine by her caller and hurled her off the bike and crashing into the sidewalk.
Catherine stood up and dusted herself off. "So you like it rough, just like me."
"You're gonna tell me why I'm here. Now." Vincent pointed at her with the helmet.
Catherine tilted her head and crossed her arms. "Or what? You'll hit me?"
"I'm considering it."
"Your actions against the amber legion haven't gone unnoticed. Your constant fights with Amber Demolition have caused the amber legion to become more aggressive."
"And? Is that so unexpected?"
"It means they're going to be a lot more motivated in the territory battles tomorrow. Just a waning for my son."
"Stop calling me that." Vincent looked around and waited for more from Catherine who just stood there. "So that's it? You couldn't have told me this over an email?"
"I like to talk to people in person, you get to see their reaction. If you want I could come to your place." Catherine rubbed her hand on Vincent's arm. "But I'll need you tell me where it is."
"Get off of me." Vincent put on his helmet and went back to his bike.
"Where we going?" Catherine walked with Vincent.
Vincent stared down Catherine. "Away from you."
Catherine shook her head. "You're welcome!" She shouted as Vincent started the bike.
"I didn't thank you." Vincent rode off to get home.
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