He he he. Okay so I am laying I'm bed with my iPod tpouch and decided to write more to the story

After a lecture on how I could be charged with assault and how the freshmen look up to us and how Lissa should chose her friends wisely and not let others drag her down we were finally released. We had about five minutes until second block classes got out. I for one was not going to walk all the way to my class room only to have the bell ring as I got there.

"So Lissa, what classes are you taking?" I asked trying to be friendly.

"You don't have to hang out with me. I really do appreciate what you did for me but you don't have to feel responsible for me."

I was caught off guard by how lonely she sounded that i said the first thing that came to mind. "Hey that's what friends are for, looking out for each other." i hadn't realized it until i said it out loud, but I already considered this girl my friend. I was in shock. I didn't have friends it was to hard when I had to move. She let out a laugh that sounded as angelic as she looked.

"You sound surprised." she said to me.

"I am." I answered her truthfully, "I don't think I have ever had a real friend before." I stopped walking to turn and look at her. "I don't know how to be a friend." I was being honest with her; I guessed it was the best way to start a friendship.

"Just be honest with me and share your secrets with me and know that i will be there to help you with any problem you have." I smiled at how sure she sounded.

"Sounds like being a sister." I commented.

"If you treat a friendship right you become closer than sisters." she said simply.

Just then the bell rang and the halls were flooded with students. I gave Lissa a reassuring smile as she headed towards her next class and I turned to go to mine. This week was self-defense... This should be fun.

***

"That's it!" Mr. Wagner yelled. "Hathaway! How many times have I told you? Stop hurting the football players!" He threw his baseball cap on the floor.

"Its not my fault they can't fight of a girl!" I yelled back. "Honestly, how did they even make the team?"

"Alright smart ass! You want to learn to fight? Here's your chance!" his face was turning an ugly shade of red. "Belikov!" He snapped at Dimitri who was sitting in the bleachers reading a book.

I had noticed that Dimitri sat out gym a lot. I think it's because people are scared of him, but they just say it's because there is an odd number of people in our class and Dimitri already teaches martial arts as his after school Job.

"Hathaway, Belikov, spar. Now!"

Dimitri stood completely at ease as if I was no threat. This pissed me off. Who was he to underestimate me? I would show him. I curled my hands into fist and got ready to fight. As I went to throw a punch Dimitri simply side stepped and then delivered a punch to my side that sent me to the ground, hard. My side hurt but that had never stopped me before so I jumped up ready to continue fighting.

Dimitri shook his head at me in a way that said 'stay down Rosemarie, if you know what's best for you.' I tried to land another punch but again he moved. I didn't waste time I quickly spun and tried to kick him. He seemed mildly surprised at my speed but was still much faster than me. He grabbed my foot and twisted so that I was hopping on one foot but facing away from him. He then kicked the other leg out from under me and I landed on my stomach.

I rolled over to get up. True this was the first fight I had been in that I was losing and that pissed me off, I would not give up until I won or they carried me away on a stretcher. I could hear my labored breathing and my heart pounding loudly in my ears and just beyond that I heard the coach giving commentary like this was a professional match.

"Hathaway took a hard fall to the ground, but wait! What's this? The smart ass hasn't had enough? Looks like she still fighting..." on and on be went I ignored him and the laughs from the guys.

Dimitri shook his head. It look like he was apologizing for something, but what? Before I could wounded any long Dimitri lunged forward in one clean motion hitting my shoulder causing me to spin. Next he hit my back causing me to stumble to my knees. My head was spinning by how fast he moved. For some reason I was now laying face down on the mat. I soon realized Dimitri's knee was pinning me down. He leaned forward to whisper in my ear.

"Stay down Roza." his accent made his words soft and sweet. Roza, he had called me Roza. What was with that? Oh well it was better than my full name.

Okay well I just wanted to day happy holidays I know I missed them but I'm saying it now.

Question of the day:

who after reading this series wanted to take martial arts in some form? I know I did and my parents almost let me!