Artemis' POV
"Get lost, Derrick," I told him, trying desperately to contain my temper. JUstin sensed my mood change, and was stroking my hand to calm me down. I really don't want to kill him, I really don't...
"Artemis, I just want to talk..." He started, but i cut him off.
"And I just want to give you a right hook. If you keep standing there, and don't leave, i will," I threatened. I'd already kicked his butt today, I wouldn't mind a second round. Aparrently, the first round took alot out of him, because there were bruises all over his arms and neck. I wonder how many he has on his torso? i wondered to myself. He seemed a little skittish, and backed away. LUcky me, I got to watch him back up right off the edge of my porch! CRASH!!! I looked over the edge at him. "You DO KNOW there are stairs, right? Because you seemed to be able to find them perfectly well on the way up," I asked, a smirk clear on my face. I laughed as he got back in his car, muttering about my insanity, with leaves and branches dangling from his clothes and hair. "YOu're one to talk about insanity!" i called as he banged his head on the top of his door. Justin and I were laughing hysterically as he pulled out. "I'm not insane, am I?" I asked Justin after we finished laughing. HE looked at me.
"Are you kidding? YOu're CLINICALLY insane!" He laughed and took off running, as I stood there with my mouth gaping like a fish. I squeaked and then started running after him. We ran around the yard a bit, bbut then I tackled him.
"I win."
"YOu always win."
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