Chapter 3

"Man, I'm bored, I can't believe that my first battle in this tournament would take so long to get here. And why is it gonna take so long? Because I was given number 12. Number stinkin' 12! That must be my un-lucky number or somethin'. I can't believe that I have to waste my time, watchin' these pathetic losers duke it out before I do, for who knows long!"

"I guess you' re wonderin' what's going on. Well, it looks like it'll be a while before my turn comes up, so I'll explain to you. Right now, a few fighters includin' myself are now waitin' for our turns to fight. And when one of us wins, we fight the next person, and so on and so fourth. Sounds easy huh? Well it's not! Yeah, I would love to have it be like that. To just come in, fight, win, get rich and be merry. But it's not. There's a bunch of crap that we have to do before we fight. Like taking a test for steroids. I had to take a drug test. Why in the world, would a four year old like me, take steroids? How do I even know what steroids are? Why I am I asking all these questions?"

"Not only is it a fact that I have to wait for who knows how long for my turn. But I had to take a needle for some stupid test. And to top it all off, Pan's ticked off it me for a reason that isn't known. I tried talking to her, but she just won't stay around me long enough for her to tell what I did wrong. If it wasn't obvious to you, let me put it in plain words. I'm not having a good day.

"I wonder where Pan is? Not like it matters. She's so mad at me that she won't even stay in the same room I'm in. I guess it would be better if I go lookin' for her."

"Wow is this a strange long hallway. All these statues of things I don't know, plants, and a bunch other of things I could care less about. Why would they waste there time making this stuff? Well, this tournament happens once every four years so…oh there she is, sitting on top of that high wall. I wonder what she is so deep in thought about. It couldn't be that deep; she's only a year older than me. How deep can kids our age think? Okay Draken, take into consideration that she may still be mad at you; you'd better handle this real carefully."

"Hello again. Mind if I sit? …Okay I'll take your silence as a yes. You know, you've been avoidin' me for the whole day. Is there somethin' that I did wrong?"

"Oh no that was a dumb move, if looks could kill I'd be one dead little hombre. Now she's getting up and walking away, think fast or you'll never get this mess fixed."

"Hey! I've been trying to talk to you for a while now, but every time I do, you just walk away. Now are you gonna tell me what I did wrong or not? Cause I'm not leaving you alone until you tell me what I did wrong!"

"What the heck is wrong with her? She won't even say anything, not a word. If I did something wrong, why won't she just tell me what I did? I may never understand girls."

Now, I was never a kid that took being ignored lightly. In fact, I hated it with a freakin' passion.

"Look! I'm tired of you just nixin' me off without tellin' me what I did. Now, unless you tell me what I did wrong, I'm not movin' from this spot!"

Now before I continue, I would like to say something. If I had known then, what I know now. I would have just walked away and let her cool off, then came back so she could talk to me. But noooo. I had to stand there and provoke her, well from my point of view I was just trying to get information. But from her point of view, I was making her even more and more upset.

She puckers her upper lip and crumples her bottom lip, making a look that I have never seen before. Once again, if I had known then what I know now, I would have been afraid of this look that Pan will be known for a lot during her life. She walked towards me normally, until she reaches my face. She stared at me, wondering if I was gonna move, which I wasn't. So she crosses her arms and stood there for a few moments.

Suddenly I see the area spinning round and round extremely fast and I'm also flying through the air towards something. And that something was a bush. I land in it with a large thump, no not a crinkle noise, a thump. So there I was, lying in a green bush, wondering what the heck happened. Not only that, I have a large indent of a fist on my cheek. And finally, it hit me. She just hit me, hard. Actually she punched me. I sit up cradling the side of my aching face and look at Pan.

"Now, if you'll excuse me. My turn is coming up." I heard her say as she walked away leaving me lying there, to once again rethink my views on girls.