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Chapter 4
The next day, Dave and I were in the cafeteria getting our food and I suspected something was up because I could hear Katie Deauxma and her friend Erika whispering something about Dave as we walked by.
I raised an eyebrow but just shrugged it off as Dave and I sat down next to Marty and Todd. Marty hit Dave twice and asked him if he felt it. Dave said no both times and told Marty to give it a rest but of course, Marty had to go and pull a dick move.
He hit Dave pretty hard on the back with his tray and my eyes widened, "What the fuck Marty?!" I yelled, causing almost half the people in the lunchroom to go silent. I sighed and slumped down in my chair, feeling my cheeks turn red from embarrassment. Marty and Todd on the other hand, were laughing like hyenas.
After my last class got out, I started to head over to my locker when I noticed Dave talking to Kate. I'll admit, it was pretty weird since she hadn't spoken to him before, at least not to my knowledge.
I shrugged and decided to go over and see what they were talking about, "Hi…" I said, awkwardly.
Katie smiled at me, "Hey, you're Angelina right?"
"Yeah, that's me," I replied, returning the smile.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Katie."
"Likewise."
"I was just asking Dave about coming with me to Atomic Comics. Would you like to come too?"
I grinned and nodded, "Sounds great, count me in."
"Great, well I guess I'll see you guys later then," she said and left. Wow, this girl is nicer than I thought. She and Erika always struck me as somewhat snobby but looks like I was wrong, well about Katie at least since I didn't know Erika.
Dave seemed pretty thrilled at first but then Marty and Todd told him that she only wanted to go to Atomic Comics with him because she thought he was gay. Dave's reaction was priceless and I couldn't help but snicker a bit. Just then, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I looked at it and saw that I had a text message from Chris. 'Hey, sorry about not calling or texting you sooner, some things came up. Anyway, do you want to hang out?'
'Meet me at the Atomic Comics tomorrow at 4' I wrote back before hitting 'send.'
Todd wanted to see what I had written to Chris so he decided to be a douche and take the phone out of my hand, "Hey! Give that back jackass!" I yelled, about ready to kick his ass if he didn't hand it over.
Todd decided to be and even bigger douche and held the phone up high so I couldn't reach it, "Aww! He wants to hang out! Chris and Angelina sitting in a tree k-i-s-s- Ugh!" He was cut off by me slamming my knee into his stomach. I quickly grabbed by phone before it hit the ground.
"Next time you do that I'll make sure you can't have kids," I growled, my cheeks now a beet red. Dave and Marty were just laughing their asses off as Todd rubbed his stomach and groaned in pain.
On my way home, I called my parents and told them that I was gonna see a movie with Dave. They told me to have fun and be back by 11. The whole movie thing was a lie though.
Dave and I decided to give crime fighting another shot; we each created our own myspace and then suited up. As we walked around town for about 10 minutes, Dave found a sign. The sign basically described the cat known as Mr. Bitey and if anyone has seen him to please return him to Lily Smith at 100 Kingswood Dr.
After that, we continued to walk around town asking random people if they had seen Mr. Bitey. To our disappointment, most of them had said no. After about another 10 minutes or so, we came to a giant billboard by a convenience store. I heard Dave say "Oh great" and I looked up at the billboard.
My mouth dropped wide open when I saw that Mr. Bitey was up there, "Well, holy shit! Did that cat just magically grow a pair of wings and fly up there?!"
"Stay here, I'm gonna try to get him," Dave said and began to climb the ladder. After about 30 seconds I heard him yell 'Fuck you Mr. Bitey!' and then he fell to the ground. I knelt down to help him up and this guy ran by out of nowhere and tripped over both of us.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry man," Dave said as he tried to help him up. The guy just glared at him and called him a fucking creep before receiving a kick to the face. I looked up and saw three scary guys now surrounding the poor guy and began to beat him up.
Dave tried to pull the biggest guy off but the guy told him to fuck off and that this wasn't his business. Dave pulled out his batons and began to swing at the guy in the black hat. I ran towards the guy in the brown jacket, jumped up, and gave him a painful elbow strike to the crown of his head.
He fell to the ground holding his head and groaning in pain and then I turned around and the guy in the jean jacket punched me in the nose. I knew he had broken it because it hurt like hell and blood was starting to pour out of it.
Now, I was even more pissed off. I pulled out my Sais and he tried to hit me again but I blocked his fist with my arm. Then I took the Sai that was in my right hand and struck him right across the chest with it.
He yelled in pain, "You fucking bitch!"
"That's my name don't wear it out!" I spat mockingly and then struck him four times in the stomach with the ball end of my Sais and he collapsed on the ground. We continued to throw down with these guys as a random kid about our age walked over and started watching us.
Dave told him to call 911 and he ran into the store. About 10 seconds later, a bunch of people were watching us from the store window and filming us with their phones. Dave and I continued to fight these guys and one guy even tried to hit Dave with a metal trashcan but I managed to give him a pretty good strike across the back with one of my Sais before he got the chance.
Dave and I then stood in front of the now beaten and bloody man on the ground. The leader saw that everyone was filming us and I'm pretty sure he heard the sirens too. He called Dave and me crazy before he and his goons retreated.
The man on the ground thanked both of us and the kid who Dave had told to call the police ran over to us and held his camera phone in our faces.
"That fuckin rocked! Who are you?" The kid asked.
"I'm Kick Ass!" Dave replied.
The kid then looked at me, "And you?"
"I'm Knockout! And we must be going now!" I said as helped Dave up and he started to walk away from the store.
"Wait hold on a sec!" I said and began to climb the ladder by the billboard.
"What are you doing?!"
"Getting Mr. Bitey!"
A minute later, I climbed down holding a now purring Mr. Bitey in my arms, "Now, let's get you home!" I told the cat who just responded with a meow.
We walked towards Kingswood Drive which was only about a block away. I knocked on the door and a woman in her late thirties answered the door. Her eyes widened when she saw Dave and I. "Um, may I help you?" She asked.
I grinned, "Is Lily here? We found her cat."
The woman smiled and nodded and went to get Lily. About 5 seconds later, a little girl no more than eight or nine came to the door, "We found Mr. Bitey!" I told her excitedly.
She smiled widely and hugged me, "Thank you! Thank you! I was so worried about him!" I handed her the cat and she ran back inside. Her mom was about ready to give us some cash as a reward but I told her that there was no needed and that we were just happy we could help. She thanked us and we left.
When I got home, I climbed through my window and looked at the clock and noticed that it was 10:45, "Thank God." I whispered and quickly put some clothes on over my costume. Then I climbed out my window again and went inside through the front door. My parents were in the living room watching T.V and they asked me how the movie was. I told them it was good but unfortunately, they saw my broken and bloody nose.
I lied and told them I tripped and landed right on my nose. To my shock and relief, they bought it. They just told me to put an icepack and a bandage on it and to also let it heal. Then I grabbed a plastic bag, put some ice in it, and held it on my nose. Then I walked back upstairs to my room, put on my PJ's, and went to bed.