Mia
Once I finished talking to Miles, I made up my own mind and went to the stand as I watched the fights. I wasn't sure who the hell to cheer for so, I kept quiet and observed very carefully.
There was so much happening it was mildly concerning but that is a-okay because I came to support my... yeah.
I watched carefully and noticed the hits. The human body has got to be one of the most amazing things known to man kind. There were so many strong, accurate points, yet weak ones. Point's that could make any six foot six man cry if hit right. It was fascinating to me. I liked this.
The power these opponents must feel right now must be extreme more then anyone could ever imagine. Me being me wanted to learn more but, I get grossed out by bodily fluids. Rightfully so consideriny my up bringing.
I then felt someone grab me and I punched him square in the nose.
He laughed.
This fucker laughed.
He then came into the light.
"God damn it, Tony!"
He laughed some more. "That was the strongest, weakest punch I have ever experienced from a girl. Congratulations." His shoulders shake before wrapping an arm around my shoulders.
"What are you doing here?" He asked me. I met his eyes and would just smirk. "I'm obviously competing. Is it that obvious?" I ask with an innocent smile before pushing him away and rolling my eyes.
"Who hurt you?" He asked me, glaring.
"Nothing. Is it just uncommon to see a girl with some morals around here?"
"Yes."
"Jesus christ."
"Not like it's a bad thing. You see that girl over there? Selling drugs." He points towards her.
"That one, selling her soul. By that I mean giving anyone and everyone pussy. By that I mean, stay far the fuck away from any man she touches because then you'll definitely get some disease I know damn well you do not want."
"That one there, bartending but still remains getting assaulted." My jaw drops. "How the fuck are you gathering all of this right now?"
"Well, I'm good at reading people. I'm better at codes then people but, not opposed to it."
So, he is emotionally intelligent with a hint of brains. Awesome, great. Something I have never had before. What's next? I'll meet a sociopath? Yeah, right.
"Well, if you are so good at reading people, read me." I challenge. He rolls his eyes like he's heavily annoyed, rightfully so.
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RomanceThere is in fact some minor grammar errors and spelling from when I was 14-15. So I'm sorry lmao. Anyways enjoy‼️ The Actress I'm good at making people feel for me. All though I may not be good socially, I can make people fall to their knees if they...
