The Fighter and the Basketball player

Chapter 5

The rest of the school day went by quickly, and before I had realized it, I was back home. I had spent a few hours setting up my T.V. and signing into my apple T.V.  I looked at the time and noticed that I had two hours until my fight started. Suddenly hungry I walked out to the garage, grabbing my keys off the key rack I got into Adira. Since I knew that Zax hasn't gone shopping I would go out and get the groceries for him. I had time anyway. I walked into the local Walmart and got some basic groceries before going back home, making myself a sandwich then going back to my room. Eating my sandwich I opened a drawer in my closet, revealing my favored outfits for street racing and fighting. Knowing that I probably wouldn't be racing today, I pulled out a pair of shorts that stopped a few inches above my knee's. They were tight at the top but got looser as they shorts traveled down my thigh. The shorts were a navy blue color and were made of athletic material. Then, matched with it I had a tight black tank top on, on the shirt in large white letters read, "Do I Look Like A Frikkin People Person To You?!" On my feet were a pair of plain black Nike tennis shoes. Walking over to another drawer in my closet I pulled out my hand wrap, along with a first aid kit just in case. 

Walking out of my closet I grabbed my fighting bag, which was a drawstring bag with the name "Lilith" My street name. The name meant Night Monster or Storm God in Hebrew. I placed my hand wrap and aid kit in my duffle bag. I grabbed a scarf from my nightstand. The scarf was a plain dark navy blue color, matching my shorts. I would use this later to hide the bottom of my face. Though everyone at the fight club was considered family, that doesn't mean that they won't betray us. So I play it safe and bring the scarf. It's light, easy to tie on, and it's easy to fight with it on. Though I do have to be careful not to let it fall off. 

I shoved the scarf in the bag along with my other items then walked to the garage, grabbing Adira's keys along the way. I got in my car, already having saved the location in Adira's GPS, all I had to go was to my saved locations. Once I got that setup, I opened the garage and left. 

I made it to the bar, parking my car a couple streets away, where I tied the scarf around the bottom half of my face. A few moments later I was walking into the bar, looking at the new surroundings. The arena was in the middle of the room, the bar in the very back. People crowded the area around the arena, many of them with beer bottles in hand. Off to the right were the restrooms. To the left was just a bunch of wall outlets where phones were charging, bean bags crowded that area, along with a few people. I walked to the back of the room, where Zax stood tending the bar. I sat on one of the stools. 

"Hey Lilith," Zax said. Though I had a name for when I was here, Zax for whatever reason didn't.

"Hey, Zax. I bought groceries." I started a conversation while waiting for the current match to end. My match was up next.

"ah, thanks. Are you gonna do a race this weekend?" Zax asked as I turned around and nodded.

"I figured. The best time to race would probably be Saturday night at 9. That's the race that isn't completely full, but it isn't empty." Zax informed me.

"Put my name down?" I asked as I heard the announcer shout the winner of the match. I pulled my bag to my stomach and pulled out the hand wrap, starting to wrap my hands. Once I finished, I gave my bag to Zax as I walked over to the arena, cracking my neck and stretching my arms. People gave annoyed grunts as I moved past them to the arena, waiting right along the ropes for the announcer to call my name. 

"Today we have, Ezequiel against the newbie, Lilith." The announcer shouted. People cheered at my opponents name, giving my name small grunts in suspicion. I raised the rope and stepped into the arena, some people's eyes widening at me. My hair was up in a high ponytail, pulling at my scalp. It wasn't frequent that a girl stepped into the arena to fight. Most of the females here would rather bet, though they surely have the power to fight in the arena I was standing on. My opponent finally showed himself. He was a few inches taller than me, with the same black hair. His face was completely covered with a white plastic mask, only small holes for the eyes and mouth. That would surely bring an advantage to me. His eyesight wouldn't be as good. I watched his stance, he put most of his weight on his right leg, I assumed that to be his stronger leg. His left fist up closest to me, and his right fist closer to his chest. I balanced my weight onto my feet, my fists raising in a defensive position.

"GO!" The announcer screamed as people cheered.

The man waited for a second as I started jumping lightly on my feet, only lifting myself barely off the ground, getting my feet warmed up. I watched as his right arm suddenly twitched, I moved away as his fist came hurdling towards me, missing. His fist still next to my face I brought my left arm up and grabbed it, twisting it so he gave out a yelp in pain, before pulling him closer to me using that arm, kneeing him in the groin when he got close enough, I backed away as he straightened himself. His left arm slightly shaking he raised his leg, and brought a kick to my side, I clenched my teeth, as my side now had a stinging pain, his leg still not fully on the ground yet I raised my left fist, and connected it to his face, causing him to trip backwards, falling on the rope before falling on the ground, where I then hovered over him in his point of weakness. I kicked his side. Payback, bitch. Before leaning down and punching his head, near the back only slightly above the ear, causing his body to go limp. He was knocked out.

The announcer wasted no time in announcing me as the winner, some people cheering for the win I earned. I got a few pats on the back as I walked back to the bar, Zax giving me the cash I earned from the fight. I gave him a nod, grabbing my bag from him after unwrapping my hands. I then left the bar, deciding that since I had school tomorrow I should get a bit of sleep.