Recall

Chapter 8

Devonte: 

"Alright boy's first thing first is defending. If you can't defend then you can't win. You got to have your head up at all times. Keep your legs bent and shoulders straight towards your opponent. Curve your arms in front of you blocking the attacker from punching you in the face. Before you could give them the chance to punch you, you have got to either do what I do and sidekick them in the face or give them a punch to the side of their face. Unless you want to end up with a busted face, then I suggest you take the first hit. The kick might be a little too challenging because you will have to do a little back three-sixty spin kick also known as a round house kick so you can have enough momentum to knock that person out. Now try it." Samantha instructs, teaching us defensive mode right now. They weren't too challenging, since I already know taekwondo. An old friend of mine named Jackie thought me all the steps from basic to advanced taekwondo when I was sixteen. She disappeared when I was eighteen and I haven't seen her since. Then there is Tré who could use a little more work, since he still hasn't got the blocks down. I laughed at him a couple of times earning punches from both Samantha and Tré for being an "ass". Once Tré finally seem to have got the hang of it we finished and got through most of the day learning almost everything we should know like shooting, knife throwing (My specialty) and climbing really big trees at like five hundred feet per minute, in which I was okay at I guess. The sun was beginning to set, meaning bed time was soon.

"Tré, in knife throwing it's all in the wrist." Sarah helps Tré by holding his arm back and flicks the knife using his wrist. The knife went forward right in the tree, but when he tried doing it by himself it only bounced off the tree trunk instead of going in the tree. I laughed earning a death glare from both Tré and Sarah. "Okay in my defense, I can only work with swords not tiny blades." I raise my eyebrows impressed that a weakling like him can use a sword, but 'tiny' blades can penetrate someone just as easily and severely as a sword can. So never mind I am not that impressed. "My turn" I state, pushing Tré to the side and standing in position. It was my turn to impress Samantha. I spin a fast full 360 spin and flick the knife right at a little bird, pinning it to the tree. To be honest I kind of felt bad for the little bird, but whatever the looks on both Samantha's and Tré's faces are so worth it. Now they were really impressed.

"Holy shit, Was that a bird?" Tré rushes over to where the bird was pinned on the tree dead.

"Nice hit." Samantha says

"Yeah," Tré concurred.

"Well I don't know about you people, but I could use some food so I will be back." She says removing her shirt and throwing it in front of the fire to be dry by the time she got back.

I think about the flashback that I had. In my flashback it showed a younger version of Tré and me fighting over Samantha. I find it kind of strange on how I could possibly end up with my child hood friends. It's supposed to be a 1 in 200 chance and to remember them is a 1 in 2 millionth of a chance. Though even though that should be what has me most confused it isn't. What has me wonder is if Samantha ended up choosing between Tré and I and if she did then who? Once Sam got back she placed her 'bed' next to mine and laid down, it was made of ferns and twigs, the only things we could use, but it did just enough to help us last through the night. It was Tré's turn to keep watch so he stood meters away, leaning against a tree with his arms crossed over his chest and his hat dangled right beneath his arms on his pants. He noticed me starring and nodded his head up and I did the same thing as if saying good night.

I prepared myself to sleep by removing my sweater and as soon as I hit the bed Sam rolled up against me still asleep Samantha was so close to me; she must be cold because I knew that I definitely was. On their own, my arms wrapped themselves around her. If I were to tell my sixteen year old self that three years from now I'd be cuddling with a hot girl, I had most certainly laugh at myself. Sam is hot; has a body of a goddess, smart as hell, a hell of a fighter and feisty. Like the girl of my dreams? Hell yes! I can see why Brody wanted me to travel with her, not only to stop Coral but to like make her my girl too. I watch her as she slept she looked funny with her hair all over her face but still an angel when she slept. So I tried my best not to wake her and then drifting off into another dream.