Ophelia~Hawk/Eli Moskowitz

~chapter 8~

(Time skip)

Karate lesson.

Ophelias POV:

My father told us to meet him at a junk yard. I pull into the parking lot, swiftly hoping out of my car shutting the door. Walking towards the entrance. I enter the junk yard gates to see students crowding around my father. I look over to see Hawk. I walk over to him.

"So how did it go with Demetri?" I questioned, making him jump a little.

"Shit you scared me, it was boring he just wanted to play video games and after awhile I just got bored" He admits chuckling. I playfully roll my eyes.

"Just tell him how you feel, if you don't want to play video games the whole time tell him" I sighed, he looks down at me.

"Yeah I guess your right" He says shrugging his shoulders.

"When am I wrong" I laugh, looking over at Miguel who just arrived.

"Cocky much?" He chuckles, I playfully hit his shoulder, he acted hurt but quickly laughed.

I look over at my father, of course he's drinking a beer.

"Hey guys" Miguel said making me jump.

"Hey M" I greeted.

Hawk dabbed him up. Miguel looks over at me just staring.

"Wait?" I questioned.

"Nothing Lia" He sighed.

"Then why were you staring at me?" I raise an eyebrow, crossing my arms.

"I'll tell you later" Is all he mumbled, leaving me confused, first off rude like why can't you tell me.

I huff turning my attention to my dad.

"You've trained hard. You've gotten stronger, tougher, faster. You've done your best. You're ready for this tournament, am I right?" Sensei shouts.

"Yes sensei" we yell in unison.

"Wrong!" He shouts throwing the beer can, beer splashed my face. I remember thinking I'm about to beat this bitch up. I wiped the beer off my face, Hawk chuckled, I looked up at him and just glared turning my attention back to my father.

"You're best ain't shit! If you wanna win the all-valley under 18 karate tournament, you gotta give me better than your best. Which is why from now on, you're gonna get my worst" he says walking back and forth. "Do you understand?"

My muscles are already sore from practicing everyday of the week what more does he want from me.

"Yes sensei" We shout in unison.

I feel someone's shoulder brush against mine I look to my side to see Hawk standing closer to me.

"Are you losers?" Sensei questions. Causing me to look back at him.

"No sensei!" We yell again in unison.

"Are you nerds?"

"No sensei" we repeat.

"Are you sure?" He continues.

"No sensei!" I look around, wait that's not right.

My dad slaps his forehead.

(Time skip)

My father made us start stepping through tires.

"Move those feet. Go!" Sensei encourages, I'm moving as fast as I can.

(Time skip)

Sensei hands us pipes, I look around.
I look at the rusty pipe in my hand. Gross.