𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇 | ❝ it's cute that you're afraid of me. ❞ in which jules monroe thinks that there is more to the new kid in west valley then meets the eye. 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐙 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌! 𝐎𝐂
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╔ ——————————————— ╗ CHAPTER ELEVEN "the human equivalent of stubbing your toe" ╚ ——————————————— ╝ (different but same)
"COME ON, BABY, hit me in the face."
Hawk shot Jules a very offended look as the two sparred in the park. The sun was beating down, and Jules' hair was beginning to stick to the back of her neck since she didn't get the chance to tie it up. In front of her was Hawk, who had previously been having an awfully good time hitting kids half his size.
"What?" Jules taunted, holding her fists out in front of her. "You can hit a fourteen year old but you can't hit me?"
Hawk kicked his leg out, but Jules blocked and jabbed her fist into his chest, sending him stumbling back a few feet. He swung his fist at her, which she ducked under, twisting his arm and kicking the back of his knees so that they hit the ground.
The girl snorted, releasing her grip at the pained expression on the boy's face. She brushed her hair from her face and sent him a mocking pout. "Aw," she cooed, flicking his mohawk as he rose to his feet. "Did the hair not give you super-powers?"
The boy shot her a glare, "you're a bitch, you know that?"
Jules shrugged, "obviously. I'm a badass, not an idiot."
Hawk scoffed, crossing his arms. "It was lucky, I'll beat you soon."
"Only in your dreams, Moskowitz."
"Hey, guys!" Hawk stalked over to where Demetri, Aisha, and Miguel were gathered on a park bench. Jules grinned to herself as she followed, sticking her thumb in her mouth, and then in Demetri's ear as she leaned over, earning a yelp.
"Hey!" The raven-hair boy crowed, rubbing his ear. "I told you to stop doing that!"
Jules leaned over to kiss his cheek. "Can we please watch The Walking Dead today?" She asked, sending the boy a pleading look as he adjusted his shirt. "We left off at the part with the prison being overrun, and I want to see Michonne again."
"It's not my fault you have a crush on Michonne!" Demetri shot back, crossing his arms. "Oh, and I did find a cosplay with a sword, but I don't think it's actually sharp."
"Then what's the point?"
Hawk, who was watching the two with an indistinguishable array of emotions on his face, shook his head lightly. "Nerds," he muttered under his breath, poking Jules on the arm. "I thought you were over all of that shit."
The girl blinked, pulling a face. "Why would I be over hot women with swords killing dudes?"
"I agree," Demetri piped up, "Daryl's not bad either, but that crossbow looks really heavy."
