School of Claw| #Wattys2016

Fighting -Nevaeh-

"YOU DELINQUENT! JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOUNG LADY!" Flora screamed.

"I just, I, I just wanted to have some fun. Since I got here things have just been, been, abnormal."

"Well this is a magic school! Of course their different! And apparently you aren't cut out for it. I knew all along that you couldn't-"

"Flora, calm it." Lyze warned. "She's still only a child."

"Yes, I'm sorry." She smoothed her dress. "You will clean the stables for two months, bathe and feed all of the dragons, and help in the dragon care unit, if you win. Also if you win, partial care will be given. If you lose, no health care will be administered. The Headmaster has been notified and you will be fighting Drake in about five minutes.Good luck." She said as she pushed me towards the stairs.

I ran up to my dorm, grabbed my claw, tightened my cheerleading bow, and was off.
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Ding ding of bell.

Drake dove forward. I avoided the attack but got a cut in the leg. No biggy. I skipped up the ladder onto the glass floor. My cheerleading shoes had good traction, so I was safe. But he was not.

He climbed cautiously onto the floor, and this time, I dove. My claw got his stomach. While he was whimpering in pain, I twisted his wrists around and kicked him to the floor and pinned him. My claw pierced his hand.

Then he flipped all around unexpectedly. His claw came up and scratched the side of my neck, deeply. But I had to keep going.

This time, I punched his chin and caught his ear in the whirl. I kicked him in the stomach as he staggered back. But he kept fighting. So I did the most dangerous thing I could; ice.

It was a standstill. Two teenagers standing as frozen as the ice they were on. But one pounced, the other slid. Hanging on by only one fingertip.

And I did it. I became what I feared I would.

I kicked the finger.