She's A Vixen

Chapter 2

Like a Vixen 

Days have gone by since I had that off run in with Hazel Eyes, I'd rather not mention his name. Stupid 'bad boy with a dick attitude" and all that jazz. I find myself standing in the locker room, awaiting my round. Currently, I'm located in the infamous Underground, a street fighting facility... Not where you'd find many girls.... unless you're drunk and trying to hookup.

"And in this corner... You have Destiny 'Viscous Vixen'  Almaya!!! "

The crowd went wild at the announcement of my name. Shouts of 'Vixen' filled the crowed as I made my way to the ring. Upon entering, I took note of my opponent, sizing him up.

6'2, jacked, brown hair, Hazel Eyes....

The realization hit me. It's Hazel Eyes.

I decided to keep my hood up, hiding my face, but it's hard not to notice I was a girl... Sports bra and shorts probably weren't the best choice of fighting wear for tonight.

Oh well?

"Alright guys, play nice.... Or don't, we all get paid the same. Ready.... FIGHT!" The announcer yelled, brining the crowd into an uproar.

I waited, circling my opponent, forcing him to make the first move. He faked a right hook, sending a punch to my jaw, luckily I blocked it in the last second, using this opportunity to jab my knee into his unguarded stomach.

He stumbled back, out of breath but came back at me. Kicking my side, but faked out. He caught me off guard and send a hard right hook to my ribs. I staggered back, not expecting that type of hit to my already injured ribs.

We go back and forth like this for a while. Finally, getting tired of this child's play, so I looked him in the eye and smirked.

" let's end this "

I came at him, throwing right hook, jab, kick. Rapid fire. Hazel Eyes blocked pretty well, but was getting tired, and I was only getting started. See what endurance is so important? And to think.... Hazel Eyes was a football player.

I moved with grace, sneaking in hits, small but deadly. Like a fox... Like a vixen.

Deciding to end the fight, I threw a final punch to his head, knocking him out cold. Though, I hadn't come out of the fight too clean either, he put up a pretty good fight. But not good enough..

"And the winner is.... VICIOUS VIXEEENNNN" the announcer shouted, raising my hands into the air as money was passed between the druken crowd.

I hopped out of the ring, grabbed my bags and my money, threw a few high fives and walked out of the warehouse.

I walked out to my Harley, knowing I can't drive my porche to these events, and sped home. Reliving the moment of a small town girl, defeating the big, the bad, Cameron Night.

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"Wake up in the morning feelin like Pdi.."

I slam my alarm clock once again, getting up for another day of school. Hopefully not having to face Mr. Hazel Eyes again.

After a shower, and the normal routine, I head to school. Or hell. Whatever you want to call it.

It's basically the same thing...

I park my car and start to head for my first class once again. Only to be stopped by the devil. Mr. Hazel Eyes himself, in all his glory.

"Hey there kitten"

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Cliff hanger 👅👅