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Chapter 3- Surprise, surprise
Roze won the fight, but somehow it doesn't satisfy her.
"What did you do that for, letting me win. It is so unfair. You are unfair!"
An unsatisfied feeling swept throughher mind. She felt humiliated and gave a warning gaze.
Don't punch his face, don't punch his face. Calm your self down..
Grass is green, sky is blue,
Grass is green, sky is blue.
"What in the name of Frell you are talking about?" said Gus. Roze gasped. She didin't realize that she'd said it aloud.
"Nothing. Let's fight once more. And this time, play fair!" Roze nudged her blunt sword to her opponent.
"Fine. This is a real fight, so don't count on winning it, my lady" Gus sneered. Roze just smiled mysteriously.
Prepare to lose…
"Wait!" said a voice behind. Roze and Gus ignore the call. They kept on stabbing each other and backing away, both are too stubborn to look away.
"Hey, wait! We want to challenge you. You, the skinny lad, with the muddy black hair and a not so good fighting skills! Yeah, you!" called the voice.
Roze looked around. She saw two boys staring right at her. She couldn't believe what she'd just heard.
He called me what? A skinny lad with muddy hair! You are going to regret of what you had just said. Me? A not so good sword fighter? Who cares about the hair, but judging my skills? How dare!
Wait, is this normal, I mean to scream in your head..Why I am asking this to my self? God, I'm weird..
A glow of anger flicked into her eyes. Roze clenched her fist and gritted her teeth. Gus could see her angers and that would only meant one thing, TROUBLE!
"What? You bloody noble man! You think you are so good and charming in that soggy clothes and a shiny sword? You are probably a bad fighter and never admit it! A bloody coward prince you are!'
Alastor winced after the word prince came out of her mouth. No one realized it except his companion. Roze could see it but the tension at that moment was bon raging.
Roze can't stand the nobles. Even though they looked about her age, only two or three years older, they act like a snobby old man!
The sneered boy, who called her, was wearing a green tunic. Base on his figure, hewas good looking and tough enough but definitely not her type. The other noble boy, who was standing beside him, was wearing a black cloak instead. His face was hidden in the hood, and yet she could see half part of his face. A sneer was planted on hislips and his hands were place on his side, probably a sword.
A group of girls appeared out of nowhere, giggling and pointing at the two figures in front of her.
Yuck, girls! Could there any worse than this! Two snobby nobles who thinks they are charming, good looking, and a good sword fighter or a group of giggling girls with a powerful smelly odour or is it just the same…I don't think so..Both means trouble but double means rumble!
Roze flinched. Her mind was taking her like a rush wind. She can't figure it out whether thatwas her conscious talking or a devil side of her instead. Roze smacked herself for that.
"Urgh, I am going! I won't stand for such insult! I am not chicken out but really, to fight a snobby noble like you, that will be so low of me!" She turned her heels and went straight to her horse.
From behind, Alastor spoke up.
"So, you are leaving this challenge? I can't believe a boy would feel so offended by a small insult. Wow, you are a man!" Roze can't miss the sarcastic tone of those last sentences.
Wait just a second. So he thinks that I am a guy not a girl. Aha!
An idea suddenly planted in her head.
"You are so dead meat! I don't care whether you are a noble or not but a piece of your skin will satisfy me for at least a thousand years. So, then, fight!" Roze quickly stand to position.
At least he will fight me fairly without even knowing that I am a girl. This is my chance.
At the moment their swords touch each other, the sound of the swords clinching could be heard in every seconds. Lots of boos and claps could be heard.
Roze managed to stab on his side. Suddenly, a loud eyrie noise rumbles her ear drums. The snobby girls, whom were standing near the ring, were screaming like pack of crazy monkeys and that unfortunately, distracted her.
And that, gave a chance for Alastor to hit Roze.
Roze stumbled but before she would fell down, she manages to get a chance to pull her opponents shirt. Alastor fell down too.
"What the…" He stared vividly at the figure infront of him. Roze long hair which was carefully hidden under her head was loosed. Her hat flew at about 3 feet away from her.
"You…YOU'RE A GIRL!"
Both were in a state of shock.
Just Writer- Well, I am not so sure whether this is what you expect or not but I am really sorry if I disappointed you. Sigh. I am not that good author but I really love to write. I have lots of ideas but, my English is kind of bad, as you can see it your self. I wish I have English for my first language. (Snap back) Hey, thanks for the review. Keep on reading, kay? Thankies.
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