The Old One Two

THE ROCK

                  "I've got your personality down. You're the ditzy cheerleader brat who thinks they can get whatever you want." Ryan says, smirking.

"You don't know me." I say, gritting my teeth, my hands balled up in fists.

Ryan leans in even closer than he was before and I smell a rancid smell, which I hope is his breathe and not a dead animal.

He walks away without saying a word, even though he had come so close to my face. I wrinkled my eyebrows and walked off, thinking about what just happened. Ryan, the schools bully, had my personality down. Ha, not even close. I walk off to cheer practice, tying my long brown hair back in a tight ponytail. I can't be worrying about him right now, competition is almost here, and I'm the captain.

I see Melissa in the hall, and I smile as I run up to greet her.

"Hey girly!" I say and she cracks one of her famous grins.

"Hey bitch!" I frown when I hear her, looking up but I soon see she's joking. She has the worst poker face I have ever seen.

I use my ponytail to smack her in the face and she spits the hair out that got caught in her mouth. I smirk and start walking away, Melissa soon catching up to me. She links my arm with hers and we skip over to the locker room.

I hear my coach yell my name and I walk over.

"Yeah Coach?" I ask, and she motions for me to start the routine. I nod yell "Ready Set!!!"

The music starts and soon everyone is just a blur of motion.

Soon, the five minute routine is over in what feels like seconds. We do it again and again, each time Coach Callahan picking out a new mistake.

The bell rings and I'm panting, trudging off the court to change. The big fights tonight, and I don't want to miss it. I grab my keys and climb into the car, revving the ignition before starting it. I drive out of the parking lot and turn on the radio.

Music blasts from Hits 1 Radio and I start singing along at the top of my lungs, that is until I make it to a pub called Tony's. I walk in, a gym bag slung over my shoulder and I greet the man holding menus. I whisper why I'm there and he nods, pointing to a stair case in the back of the bar. I smile when I see a pudgy Italian man at the bottom of the staircase and when he sees me, his smile meets mine.

"Julia! How are you? Ready for the fight, its going to be big!" He says and I chuckle. "When have I not been ready?" The man claps his hands together and ushers me in, shooing me towards the changing room.

When I get in, I grab my bag and pull out my uniform, which contains Nike shorts and a sports bra. Not much, but there's no protection in underground fighting.

I walked out of the changing room and a bright light is soon put on me.

"And here she is! The brawling, brooding, brilliant fighter known as.." The announcer looks down at his card and then announces "The Stick?"

I snicker at the name appointed to me, because it never gets old when the new narrator reads it. Everyone cheers and I see a man walking into the circle of people wearing a black mask. I snort. How cheesy can you get? "And here, we have our newcomer, The Rock!!" Wow, a Dwayne Johnson rip off. I crack my knuckles and look him in the eye.

"Ready, FIGHT!" A man yells, patting the ground and I the 'Rock' takes off. He dives for my midsection, and I easily step to the right, not missing a beat.

He charges at me again, doing the same pointless move. I wonder if he has ever even been in a fight. Because so far, I'm unimpressed. After the tenth dodge of mine, both of us have never landed a hit. The only difference is, I haven't broken a sweat. The other guy is panting heavily and looks up.

"Aren't you even going to try and hit me?" He says in a raspy voice and I smirk. I suppose I could put him out of his misery.

I wave at him to signal him to come at me again, and as he does, I step out of the way, but this time, I grab his arm and he jerks back, making me lose my footing slightly, but it doesn't faze me. I quickly twist his arm and he grimaces in pain. I quickly crouch and swing my arm back swiftly, making him fall on his back. I laugh as I here the thud and as he tries to get up, I give him one last punch and he falls to the floor. When I do, his mask falls and my eyes widen when I see the face.

Ryan.

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Hello there! I am humbled, lovely reader, that you read this book. Even if you didn't like it, Thank you!!! It means so much that some actually might enjoy this book, because thats what I want. For you to ravish in the delights of this story.

I know it's slightly short, but I got really excited when thinking about updating it :D

-NWYT