Liz wiped the start of another smile off her face as she walked down the path. [I]Straight face Parker.[/I] Liz scolded herself. She was born to fight. Having no fear gene has that effect, that and your father training you in so many fighting techniques.

[I]I know four different languages and got kicked out of my other school for not applying myself. I don't need to proove anything to anyone.[/I] Liz felt the anger boiling up inside her, but pushed it down. Save it for later. Liz takes a deep breath and keeps walking until she hears footsteps behind her. She smiles softly and hunches her shoulders over, keeping her steady pace.

[I]Come and get me.[/I]

She feels a rough hand on her shoulder and she sees the flash of a blade. [I]I don't think so..[/I]

Liz slams her elbow into his solar plexus. Liz felt his heavy weight lifted and turn around as he tried to suck in air. She smirked and listened for more.

[I]Damn, I guess one will just have to do...[/I]

Liz landed a short kick to his middle and threw a right hook, landing right on his cheek bone. She used both fists and hit him in the middle of the back, causing him to fall down and groan. He made no attempt to get up.

[I]Wuss....I need a real challenge.[/I] Liz snorts with disgust as she walks away, dusting the dirt off her shirt. [I]I didn't even break a sweat...[/I]

Liz felt like she wanted to scream as she walked up the stairs to the Valenti house. [I]God, shoot me now...[/I] When she opened the door, the house was dark.

Early to bed, early to rise. Lame...[/I]

As Liz climbed up the stairs to her room her real last thought was, [I]I wonder what hell I'll have to go through tomorrow...[/I] Then she passed out on her bed.