Jessie's POV
"You'll never win Jessie! Just give up!" Axle shouts from the sidelines.
I blow my sidebangs out of my face, wishing I had a bandana to keep them in place like my opponent.
"He's right Jessie. You may be a good runner, but you can't best me in a fight!" Her voice sneers, but it sounds more like a joke.
She always joked around in the more serious situations.
It made it easier to remember who I was fighting.
And harder to beat the love of my life.
Chapter Two- Seriously?
Her brown eyes stare down at me with a cocky grin to match.
"C'mon Petra! You've got her!" Lukas cheers, making me narrow my eyes.
Stop with the lovey dove crap and fight back you dummy! I shout at myself, feeling my arms actually push up.
The red head is thrown off and she slides against the flattened grass, slamming into a hay bale.
In all honesty we were told to help with farming.
If it wasn't obvious we got a little distracted, by competition.
"Oh, look who's suddenly strong." She laughs, amusement clear in her chocolaty-eyes.
Got it annoyed the hell out of me when she joked about me being weak.
But then again, I annoy her when I win fights, so I can get back at her sometimes.
"Ha. Don't you know who you're dealing with? You're dealing with the King of Booooooom Tooooown!" I bellow, doing my best Magnus impression.
By the looks on everyone's faces I can only assume it was awesome.
Petra snaps out of it in time to throw back her own comment, "A king that fled when she was challenged by her people." She jeers, making me fume slightly.
"Oh yeah? At least I didn't constantly run right into those tractor beams ever two seconds!" I throw back, obviously getting her angry.
Without a word each of us charge for each other, ending up wrestling in the dirt to gain control of the fight.
I pin her down, thinking I've won, until she winks, making me freeze.
Taking my frozen state to her advantage, she kicks me away, making me land in the mud a few blocks away.
"Into the mud scum king." She laughs, making me frown as I wipe the mud from my face.
I can hear Lukas and Axle losing it by the fences, making me shoot them a glare, getting them to stifle their laughs.
With my fists filled with mud, I push myself to my feet, feeling the gross sensation of mud dripping down my entire body.
"Ugh..." I groan, making Petra laugh even harder.
If I weren't for the fact that I wanted revenge, her amazing laugh would have stopped me from what I'm about to do.
With my mind on auto pilot I fling the mud at the girl in hysterics, making her stumble back at the impact.
"You hit me? With mud... For all the way over there?!" She asks, sounding surprised as she wipes mud from her face.
Luckily I didn't get any on her bandana.
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Wither Skulls
FanfictionA MC:SM fan fiction. Funny how things change after a simple act. One choice, and everything changes. For the New Order of the Stone, that was their entire story. In one choice they went from nobodies, to legends. But if they can make a simple choice...