Chapter Two : Apprehensive

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Apprehensive - Anxious / fearful about the future
Monday, January 24th 6:50 A.M.
I woke up and yawned. Stretched lightly under the covers, then turned on my bedroom light and sat up, eyes still completely closed. After cracking my neck, knuckles and both ankles, I sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed. Inhaling deeply and exhaling calmly, I slowly opened my eyes and focused on what lied before me.
Today I couldn't help but grin at how far I've come as I rubbed the worn black belt that hang in front of me. It was unique because it was worn around my waist for only a year, yet it looked extremely aged, as if I'd been in the game for over a decade. But in reality, it is truly still the beginning. Just started at the national level and already fiending the escape to another country to fight and represent home. However, I've seen several career ending injuries that have ruined the futures of several hopefuls just like myself. The man upstairs woke me up again today and has blessed me with full health. Not everyone that was here yesterday made it this far, must mean I'm here for something ... time to put in work so I can find out. I stood up and finally looked away from the uniform that hung above my mirror. After showering I threw on my joggers and my first states qualifiers t-shirt, grabbed my backpack, a bottled water and hit the door.

I long boarded to class. Even though it was drizzling, it was peaceful to cruise downhill with Kur bumping in my headphones. I was just about to open the door to my social skills lecture when Aurora bursted out as her class dismissed. She ain't even look my way , just immediately bucked a left towards the exit doors where the parking lot was. Her being upset wasn't new to me, but her not even making eye contact made me feel a bit uneasy. I know what I did was wack but you don't gotta get me back like that ! I thought to myself annoyed opening up my notes.

I was dozing off in my seat when my phone vibrated from a text. I quickly glanced at Professor Myra to make sure I didn't get caught but she seemed to be too busy lecturing and not noticed my quick nap. Thank goodness I thought. Everyone likes Professor Myra not only because she looks like a Dominican model but because she is one of the realest women on the payroll. I slid my phone out of my pocket just enough to check the screen and found out it was from an unknown number. After class find the green Chrysler 300 parked in the far corner under the oak tree. Enter the passenger side the door will already be unlocked the message read. Confused but curious, I copied the rest of the notes down from the slideshow just as Professor Myra gave her closing word.

I hit the vending machine to grab a cinnamon roll before I ventured into the parking lot for this mysterious meeting. Spotting the car immediately, I jumped on my longboard and danced around the parking lot for about two minutes. Won't catch me lacking Sentel thought as he tried to see if they tinted all the vehicle windows. Growing up in the city he knew fully that he could be walking right into a trap to get robbed or harmed. Soon as he opens up that car door there could be a gun pointed at him with a masked man yelling EMPTY THEM POCKETS ! Or worse, it could be the last thing he ever does before death. I inhaled deeply, slowed up to the passenger side and pulled open the door swiftly only to be shocked .......

Professor Myra sat in the driver side with her shirt unbuttoned, hair down and lighting a cigarette. She seemed to enjoy Sentel being surprised and speechless. " I too have a life ya know " Myra grinned.

She's a cougar ... Am I lucky ? Am I ready ? If I don't play it cool , she'll be hip that somethin is wrong with me . Lord give me strength ....

I woke up in the backseat . Tense , I shot to a sitting position just to find us parked behind coach's studio. Professor Myra smiled at me as she fixed her hair in the rearview. " Don't be late karate kid , I'll see you soon " she said as I exited . I grabbed my backpack and longboard from her car , waved hella awkwardly ... then proceeded into the studio.

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