Chapter 1 &Two Years Later&

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Chapter 1

Everyone encourages you to be different

So why be normal?

But then w h a t i s n o r m a l ?

Since everyone is different

- S.

2 Years Later...

"Come on. You can do better than that." He says as I raise my foot towards his head but ducks so quick.

I half way stumble almost hitting the concrete. I can hear him breathing hard and laughing and it just frustrated me way more. I bring up my right arm towards his ribs as quick as I can and he tumbles onto the ground holding his stomach. I giggle. Its not everyday I get to bring him down this hard. I wipe the blood off my knuckles onto my shorts not knowing if it was his or my blood. He leaps right back up and as he does he attempts to trip me with his lower leg succeeding.

"Okay so I think thats enough for today." He tosses a bottle of water at me as I get up and I catch it as gracefully as I could.

"Thanks." I mumble and drain the entire bottle in under thirty seconds. "Don't you think that we should stick more towards the yoga instead of the martial arts?"

"You can do yoga on your own but you can't fight yourself so no. Plus its fun actually fighting someone who is almost my equal." He smirks as he answers me.

"Almost?" I laugh at his cockiness. "You tell yourself whatever you want to hear don't you. It shouldn't be normal to be this full of yourself." I go to my gym bag and grab extra bobby pins and redo my pony tail.

"Well since were we normal?" and I catch the cell phone before I even see it.

"That could've hit my head and it would've of done some serious damage." I mumble as unlock it but I knew that it wouldn't hit me and even if it did I would have healed sooner rather than later.

"You should get going as should I." He begins to gather his things as I grab him by his left arm and twist it, flipping him over causing his back to slam against the concrete causing a crack to appear faster than the human eye could've blinked.

He begins to groan as he gets his self up. "You sure you can handle this." I nod and start strapping up the velcro gloves and we get into ready stance for another round.

***

I ached everywhere. Every step I took was painful. Why did I stay for too long! I scream at myself. I walk into the front door and smell heaven. Aunt Maggie must of already started dinner. I begin walking down the hallway. Oh how I want my bed. I wince as I passed the living room.

"CATHY!" I flinch and begin to walk backwards towards the kitchen. Maggie is pale and I begin to wonder how bad I look.

"Hey Maggie." I crunch down to put my bag down on the floor and climb onto one of the chairs. "Whats up?" She stops doing to the dishes and dries her hands with a towel.

Maggie being my father's youngest sister is rather cool being 26, single and my legal guardian. She agreed to let me live with her and its great since Carrie lives right next door. Since she works as an architect she was all about the fundaments in life to succeed. Sometimes she notices the littlest things about everything. Weirds me out sometimes too. Other than that though she is chill and doesn't question me too much. Even leaves me alone whenever she goes on a business trip.

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