Hello my lovlies and darlings and piccachoo's! Enjoy words! Read with your eyelids open (unless you're a ghost) ;)
                              
                              STUPIDITY
                              
                                I've been training a one on one session with Jaylen for the big fight on Halloween every Wednesday and Thursday.  “Good, good. Make sure you go left and right four seconds apart each time,” I was punching a punching bag at a public gym. The buff guys were staring at me but it didn't bother me, much.
                              
                                  “I said four seconds apart!” I stopped punching. “That was four seconds apart!” I said. “No! That was three and a half seconds!” he said. “Who cares?”I said to him. “How is this helping my training anyway?” he rolled his eyes at my question.
                              
                                 “It's teaching you patience, something you'll never master,” I gave him the evil eye when I heard someone behind me saying something. I'm pretty sure the guy was talking to us. 
                              
                                “You know she's right though. That's pretty stupid, and so are you,” a buff guy said to Jaylen, whose face is turning purple.
                              
                                 “Well…um… I disagree with you big guy,” Jaylen said to the man I had to look up to see. I stepped in.
                              
                                 “Oh come on just admit it. That rule is stupid Jaylen and you know it,” “She's right dude so back off!” the guy said to Jaylen. The guy put his sweaty hand on my shoulder and even though it was sweaty, it was still nice. I looked at Jaylen with a face proving to him that he had lost. But even though the guy was twice his size, he kept going. 
                              
                              “It helps with the skill of timing,”
                              
                              “No it doesn't. It just tells you when to punch,”   
                              
                              “Yeah but that might come in handy if you don't know his next move,”
                              
                              “What do you mean by his?”
                              
                              “The opponent,”
                              
                              “So the opponent can't be a girl?”
                              
                              “What? No of course it can I didn't mean it like that,”
                              
                              “Yeah, sure,”
                              
                              “She could use it if she doesn't know when her opponent's going to strike,”
                              
                              “Sure, now you say she,”
                              
                              “Would you shut up about that?”
                              
                              “What did you just say?”
                              
                              “I said would you shut up about that,”
                              
                              “Say that again,”
                              
                              “I just did,”
                              
                              “No, I mean again again,”
                              
                              “Why?”
                              
                              “Just shut up and say it again!”
                              
                              “No way ugly shorts!”
                              
                              “What did you just say?”
                              
                              “Okay really?”
                              
                              I could tell all hell was about to break loose. The guy's face steamed of anger from Jaylen's insult. His veins popped, his teeth started to show, and his hands started to form of fist. Then the most amazing thing happened, he started to cry. Puny little Jaylen made a 400 pounded man cry. Either that or he has emotional problems. He ran to the bathroom and shut the door. Jaylen turned toward me and stole my ‘I won this thing’ face. “I totally won. So next time I tell you four I mean f...” Jaylen's lecture was interrupted by another manly voice. “Hey! Who made Bill cry! I'll rip them in half!” both our eyes popped open. As we saw Bill point at us. “Run!” Jaylen shouted. 
                              
                                  He started running before I had time to comprehend what he said. “Hey!” the voice grabbed me by the shoulder. And then, another surprise happened. “Where'd that other guy go?” I smiled and pointed down the hall. About 15 guys went chasing after Jaylen, who was eventually caught by the guys. I could hear the punching noises and had to call an ambulance afterwards. 
                              
                                 The guys got arrested, except for Bill who I let go free. He gave me his didgets, which I found kind of creepy. 
                              
                                We were at the hospital and I was about to walk home when he grabbed my arm. “Mo, wait, come here,” he said. I leaned down sitting on the bed. When he suddenly he sticks his tongue in my ear.
                              
                                 “UGH! GROSS!” I said getting up from the bed and leaving. Even down the hall I could still hear him laughing. He is such a baby.
                              
                               Huh? is it weird that i actually kind of wonder what a tongue in your ear feels like? Sorry my curiosity got the best of me... :(
                              
                              
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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(VOID)Deadly tricks and supernatural treats
WerewolfNORMAL. the 5 letter word that meant absolutely nothing to Monica, aka Mo, or anyone she knew. but it changed the day she met Jaylen. he was the one she dreamed about, hoped for, waited for, but so was her one and only crush Bryce. But something cha...
 
                                               
                                                  