A/n: Thanks for reviewing. I was hoping for more reviews, but I will be patient. Simply is a good character. I know that everyone is wondering why she always says simply, but I will clear that up later. Keep reading, I have only begun to write.
Chapter 4
Love is as strong as an emotion as hate. Many people have done things for love, even loosing their lives for it. Hate is also a very strong emotion. Put the two together and they fight. The winner depends on the person's nature. I think that in my life, they cancelled out until they took all other emotions with them. Regret, remorse, and guilt left a long time ago. Remorse pops up once in a while, but is gone as fast as it appears. Until now. Now a winner of that ever-fated battle may come up. Who will win? Who will I let win?
"Hey, girly. Want to have some fun?" asked the kid coming a little to close for comfort. He stuck out his hand to touch my arm. I easily grabbed his hand and executed the first move I ever learned in my quest for revenge. I flipped him, a simple self-defense move, but effective nonetheless. He hit the ground with a thud. He looked up at me with a look of humiliation and shame, then anger. He grabbed my foot and I hit the ground. He got up and towered over me. He thought that he could hurt me. He had no idea. I rolled slightly back with my legs straight in front of my face until they touched the ground behind me and then jumped forward onto my feet. He looked a little surprised, but he was still determined to beat me. He was determined to be the big man.
He put his hands out in front of him and balled them into fists. I mimicked him and flashed a smile. He wanted a fight and he was not going to be disappointed. He threw a punch and missed, loosing his balance. It takes more strength to hit and miss then to hit and make contact. His momentum makes him stumble in my direction, so I dodge and bring my knee into his stomach. He falls to the ground. He's trying to get back up. He doesn't want to loose to a girl. I'm no ordinary girl.The kid fell for the fourth time and the fight had only been going on for 2 minutes. She was kicking his ass. Everyone in camp knew he was a pyro and fighting wasn't his strong point. I knew someone needed to step in, but none of the other guys who were watching was going to stop it. I sigh and got in between Arson, who was shaky on his feet, and Simply.
"Simply get out of the way, ZigZag," she said to me bringing down her hands. I shook my head no.
"Leave him alone. You've done enough. He's not gonna bother you again."
She lowered her head and spoke softly, "He's simply not going to stop. He needs to be taught a simple lesson." She stepped toward me and tried to get past me. I blocked her way. She backed away and said, "If I have to fight you, I simply will." She put her fists up and gave me a look that said she wasn't going to let me win. I put up my hands. "Let's go."He was going to fight me too. I can't believe I thought he would be a friend. He was protecting that piece of crap. Fine. I wasn't going to go easy on him then. We just stared at each other for a while. He wasn't going to make the first move. Smart. I crouched down and spun with my left leg out. I caught him by surprise and he ended up with his back on the ground. I let him regain his footing. I don't know why. I was taught that when an adversary was on the ground, you did not let him get back up. The only reason I had let the other guy get up was because I wanted him to humiliate him a little. ZigZag was different.
He was on his feet again. He stood there waiting. Why wasn't he lashing out? Why wasn't he attacking me? He just stood there. Why? I let the feeling of utter confusion spread over me. Why wasn't he attacking like I knew all to well he should be. I had to get out of here. I jumped and did a spin kick hitting him on his right cheek. He fell on the ground, but I didn't wait to see how he looked. I ran.Damn. The kick hit me like a ton of bricks crashing me to the ground. I could feel the sting and the pain. I would be lucky if my jaw wasn't broken. I had just stood there and let here do what she felt like she needed to do. I'm not the greatest guy in the world, but I wasn't going to lower myself down to hitting a girl, especially one as gorgeous as Simply. I looked up to where she was standing before and saw that she was gone.
All of what happened, only seemed to have taken 5 minutes at most. It wasn't even enough time for Mr. Sir or Pendanski to be alerted and to come and break up the fight. Damn. I could feel my cheek swelling. I was going to have one hell of a bruise. Something was seriously wrong with that girl. She seemed to be trained in some kind of kung fu or something because nobody I knew could do any of those moves she just did. Why didn't she want anyone touching her? Why did she run when she should have finished me off?
Damn. Something tells me I should leave her alone. She's giving me the scare of a lifetime. Why the hell can't I just leave her be?A/n: I had to have ZigZag's thoughts about what's going on. We know what Simply's been thinking, but not ZigZag. I thinking of filling you in on some of Simply's past now. Hmmmmmm, let me ponder. Sure, why not?
A/n2: I'm sorry if you get confused because I switch pov to much. I'm trying to make it easy for you to distinguish. please forgive me, my computer hates me. It doesn't want to make it easy for me.