Chapter - 10 - R vs K part 2

My friends and I stood in the entrance of the school, still and confident. Today was the School Active Day, and I felt my face stretch into an excited grin.

When we checked the notice board to see who had entered along with us, we were quite surprised to read the list as follows:

'Kori, Jenny, Karen and Rachel vs Richard, Wally, Vic and Gar.' We were the only girls team to sign up, and it looked as if most of the boys had skipped out on entering as a team because of soccer practice. I bet Kittens group didn't enter just to cheer on Richard...to bad for them he's going to lose.

Grinning at my team, we stepped through the halls. It seemed like everyone else had read the notice board as well, as many of them stopped to whisper among themselves, a few of them stepping aside for us to pass. Some girls turned their noses up at us, probably thinking to themselves that Richards team would win against us. I wasn't so arrogant that I had written off Richards team, far from it actually. I knew they would be a very strong team. But that didnt mean my team didn't have its strong points either, so I raised my head, noticing a flash of bright pink step in front of me.

Kitten glared straight at me and walked past, deliberately knocking my shoulder. I simply shrugged it off and walked into the sports hall.

Richard's team had been ready for awhile from the looks of things. They sat in the middle of the sports hall, watching everyone who was filing into the seats of the crowd. Richard caught my eye and smirked ever so slightly.

Whilst smiling sweetly at him in return, I took my seat with my friends, facing us was Richards and his. The crowd came in and chatted amongst themselves, until the commentator Mr P King finally began to speak.

"Welcome my puppet friends, to the school active day! Here we have the girls team vs the boys team hahahaha!"

Yes Mr King was a bit strange to me, but what mattered right then was what events everyone was doing. Rachel informed me that there was a team obstacle course, then some cross country and the separate events to go through. I remembered that when signing up to compete, we had been told that the solo events would be selected randomly. They were announced as follows:

*Garfield Logan vs Rachel Roth on Rock climbing.

*Wally West vs Jenny Hex on track.

*Victor Stone vs Karen Bleaker in swimming.

*Richard Grayson vs Kori Anders in karate.

I couldn't help but think that perhaps Richard had pulled some strings, and gotten the school to select Karate specifically for himself. It seemed a little too convenient to me that we had ended up being competitors to one another, but I didn't really care.

Everyone headed off to the first destination, and I noticed Rachel looked a little pale as I walked along side her.

"Raven are you okay?" She jumped slightly at the question, but nodded her head none the less.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." Rachel said quietly, making me worry despite what she had said. I wondered to myself as I followed her to the rock climbing facility what she was really feeling inside.

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Rachel's pov:

My mind was in utter chaos. I wasn't exactly used to being put out of my comfort zone, all I wanted was to curl up somewhere and read a good book. Preferably one with dark poetry, it soothed me very much to read such things. It did not sooth me, to race up a climbing wall first thing in the morning after breakfast.

I was first to compete, and I was no looking forward to it. I cant climb a ladder, let alone a wall! Gar is definitely going to win. These thoughts swirled around my head as I approached the wall. They had set me up in a harness, and had a rope supporting me if I slipped.

"Ready you two?" Said Mr King in his strange commentator voice. Raising my head, I looked up at the daunting task ahead of me, my legs shook slightly and I pushed down my fear. Fear was weakness, and that wasn't something I would let myself feel. Here goes nothing.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1 GO!" The bell rang and I grabbed the wall, ignoring everyone's cheers of encouragement. Hoisting myself up and gripping hard at the footholds, I clambered up the wall ungracefully. Feeling my fingers shake with the amount of force, and adrenalin pumping through me as I climbed, I felt strangely empowered to go on.

Garfield had climbed higher up than myself, but seemed to be lingering for some reason.

I could feel something inside me, a sudden power filled me up with self confidence - it payed off. I grabbed each foothold quicker and quicker, climbing past Garfield who I noticed had scraped his knee on the wall by climbing too quickly. I slowed down and looked back at him in concern, but he winked at me as I hesitated. Feeling myself blush, I took this as a sign from him to keep going, so I continued on until I reached the top.

"I won?"

Looking over the edge, I reached down and helped Gar as he slowly made his way up to the top.

"Yep, well done Rae!" Smiled Gar as I pulled him up, helping him reach the top.

My face warmed, and I gave a small smile but shock it off quickly. "Don't call me Rae, and look at yourself, you should be more careful. Let me help you down and I'll get a first aid kit. "

He grinned at me happily and I looked away, muttering "idiot."

OOO

Kori pov:

The next events happened quite fast, Wally easily won the track event and lived up to his nick name Kid Flash. Jenny was a bit saddened from her defeat, but a smile from Wally soon sorted out her problem.

Karen didn't win against Victor in swimming but, like Jenny a smile from him was all she needed to feel better. She did, however ask me if I felt nervous. She seemed worried about me, but I calmly assured her that I would be fine. We wouldn't lose.

It was finally here, the final match between Richard Grayson and Kori Anders...I was dreading it.

The points are at that moment were 3:3 - we were even so far because of the team events.

"Okay people! Girls and boys! It's the final match, which team will win? That answer lies with Kori and Richard...ready everyone?" Yelled the commentator, the crowd clapped excitedly. Amongst them, I could see my friends who were looking worried. And they think I'm not!

"Youhooo! Robbie poo!"An annoying, high pitched voice filled my ears. Looking into the crowd, it wasn't hard to notice Kitten in all her pink glory, with a loud speaker in her hand.

"Win it for me Robbie poo!"

I looked over to Richard who wasn't paying attention, either that or he was a master at ignoring her, because he was facing the other way.

Nervous beyond words would be a good way to describe how I was feeling right then. Richard was already in the ring with me, wearing a white T - shirt and black shorts. His hair was its usual jelled up style, which I noticed before looking around, shifting from side to side to try and shake off the fear. I was wearing a simple purple T - shirt with white shorts. My hair was in a pony tail, and both of us moved into a fighting stance simultaneously.

"Ready Anders?"

"I'm always ready to kick your butt Grayson."

Ah, just like old times.

I smiled and feeling slightly daring I winked at him. Richard froze for a moment, and my smile widened when I caught him blushing.

"Okay then 3, 2, 1, GO!"

The klaxon sounded and the crowd covered their ears, I flinched and it was Richards turn to smile. We began to circle each other, keeping our eyes locked and trying to decipher any moves before they happened. I began to feel something inside, aside from nerves I felt like a different person.

Back when I was still living in Tameran, we had also had this sort of competition. It wasn't anything as extravagantly set up as today had been, and because we were a small community on a small island, we had held them on the beach. I remember wrestling in the sand was just a part of my childhood, and the strong will of battle was in my blood. Starfire- my confident self came to light.

I lunged forward without a moments hesitation, attempting to hit Richard. He dodged and kicked, but I was able to predict his movements and caught his leg. With a skill unknown to me, I twisted his ankle with my hands and made him flip onto the floor. The crowd gasped but Richard quickly got up and backed away, seeming not to expect a girl like me to fight the way I had.

I smiled confidently and assessed his movements. This is going to be hard, but he seems to value defence rather than offence, so I'll break that first and then I'll win - I like a challenge.

Running forward I tried to take the offensive by attempting to strike first. Richard expected this and grabbed my wrist, flipping me over. I landed on my feet and then swiftly tripped him up.

Richard landed on the floor, but the momentum of the flip earlier caused me to fall, so that both of us landed on the floor. We were both breathing hard and quickly rose off the ground, watching each other as wild animals would looking for food.

I ran forward again, and tried to punch, but the same thing happened again as he grabbed my fists and attempted to swing me to the ground. I pushed off quickly and tried to hit him in side.

He blocked before I could land a hit, but at least he was too busy blocking my attacks to land any of his own. I the saw fire in his eyes, and felt the thrill of combat sweep over me.

The fight continued and we had been fighting for a good 25 minutes, both of us appearing to be of equal strength. I inwardly groaned, he certainly was a good fighter, but I could see visible signs of exhaustion on his face, he wasn't used to fighting for so long. He was used to a quick win.

In a moment of delusion, I kicked off from the ground too hard and pushed Richard to the ground, landing on top of him.

There was a moment then that we each just looked at each other, green meeting blue.

I quickly pushed myself off him and shakily stood up, but he didn't. Richard lay on the floor, breathing heavily from our fight, and the referee Mr J Rancid ran into the ring.

"3 seconds on the floor, Richard do you surrender?"

Richard looked at me, equally as exhausted. I was breathing hard, but I saw him look at me none the less. What's he doing?

"Yes I surrender." He sighed and the crowd gasped. Everyone knew how competitive Richard was, and to see him just give up like that was...bizarre. Many whispers of 'he must have done that because he likes her' were passed round. He stood up and I lost it.

"Oh no you don't!" I yelled in annoyance, my aggravation increasing from how tired I was. Richard grabbed his water bottle, barley acknowledging I was there until I stepped in front of him.

"You say your so untouchable, and we went though hours of arguing and disagreeing, not to mention-"

"Sorry miss, but Richard has surrendered, therefore you win." Mr Rancid stated as Richard stepped around me and walked off.

"Robbie poo! Wait for me!" Kitten followed him, desperately calling his name. I felt my blood boil as I stood there numbly. I couldn't believe what was happening, he was doing the exact thing he said he'd do - 'give up and say he let me win,' therefore getting everyone to call him a nice guy, not a weak one. I sighed, quite fed up from all the games Richard liked to play. Messing with my feelings defiantly wasn't a game I liked to play.

Maybe I should tell him how I feel...

Sighing once more I rubbed my head. Perhaps I never would understand Richard Grayson, but a talk with him wouldn't hurt. I walked off in search of him, smiling sweetly as I passed by Kitten in the hallway. Her hair was soaking wet, and Kitten screeched in humiliation as I smiled to myself.

She must have had Richards water poured over her.

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Wow, OK sorry it took quite long to do this chapter but Ive been busy...anyway the next capture will be quiet long so i'll try and update as fast as i can but it ll take some time! oh and thanks :

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