Chapter 2

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Ok, so I got really bored on this snow day and decided to update my story. With some help from my friend telling me I needed to update it. I hope you guys like it. I want to say thanks to LaurenTomlinson707, CrazedOtaku and Zafiria for leaving comments on the first two parts. I love you three.

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            Bobby had picked me up from school at the end of lunch, which was at 11:50. He said we had some errands to run before returning to the do-jang and he didn’t know how long they would take so he’d just picked me up a bit earlier than planned. I told him I didn’t have a problem with that.

We had returned to the do-jang and it was only one o’clock; the drive from the airport to here took about an hour. What was I going to do for the next hour? I decided to ask bobby.

“What am I supposed to do for the next hour until they get here?” He looked at me like I was stupid.

“You’re in a do-jang and are asking what you’re supposed to do?”

“I have no one to spar with. Everyone is either at school or…” The bell on the door rang. This meant someone had come in. I turned –expecting to see some lost person- and came face to face with Greg. I stood there frozen for a second before jumping into Greg’s outstretched arms. He caught me with ease “Oh my god Greg, what are you doing here?”

“So I can’t come visit my favorite sister?” I wasn’t actually his sister; He called me that because we had become really close in the years since I’d started Tae Kwon Do here, and we were like brother and sister.

“Of course you can. I just thought you were supposed to be in New York for school.”

“I have a three week break so I decided to come see you guys.”

 “That’s awesome.” I smiled, realizing Bobby had set this up. ”Hey are you up for a little sparring match?”

He laughed. “Of course I am. Have you gotten any better since I left?”

I scoffed at him. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.” He laughed again. “Just let me go change real quick.” 

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“Come on Greg!” I jumped back avoiding another round house kick. “I thought you were a better fighter than me?”  He swung at me from the left. I turned-putting my back to him- as I grabbed his forearm and flipped him, with ease, over my right shoulder. He landed with a thud at my feet. 

“I used to be. Looks like you’ve improved a lot…and in such a short amount of time.” I smiled. That was his way of saying that I had won the match. “I’ve missed a lot, haven’t I” I could see the sadness clouding his eyes.

“Don’t worry.” I smiled softly “You have three weeks to catch up with everyone.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I laughed at that comment.

“Never thought I’d hear those words coming out of your mouth.” I glanced at the clock on the wall and nearly fainted. It was one fifty-five. They’d be here any minute now. I jumped over Greg, quickly bowing as I ran off the mat. 

“Sorry Greg. I got to go change.” I hollered as I rounded the corner.

I entered the changing rooms and quickly started undressing. I slipped my jeans and shirt on, and then grabbed my jacket and bag. As I walked out I laid my uniform in its spot on the shelf by the wall.  Seeing my reflection in the mirror I realized my hair was a mess, I pulled it free of the hair tie and combed through it with my fingers as I slowly made my way out into the main room.

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