Super Fail

Your only so so

"Start!". Me and Zeen faced off from each other slowly circling closer and closer, I took my steps cautiously making sure to keep him in my eyes. He didn't seem to be in a hurry, his school blue and gray PE clothes looking stretched on his over physique build. I was more on edge then him considering this was just a practice for him.

   "I'm ready, let's go". frowning my face in concentration I squeezed my fists together keeping my stomach and chin covered.

Zing! Swoosh! Pah pah Paaaah!

   He zoomed at me in a blur, his fists jarring me back. "Gah!" I landed on the floor scraping my knees. I scrambled to my feet quickly going back in position. The longer I stayed down, the more damage i would take. A chill went up my spine as I stared at where he was. "wh-" His kick landed on my ankles so quickly I became airborne.

    "ahh!" I twisted my body trying to land correctly my eyes wide open. I felt a pair of hands grab me as I was falling. There wasn't even a moment to rest. Taking a random chance I threw a punch. Or as much as I could throw with my awkward positioning. A look of surprise flashed through his face as my fist landed on his stomach. I might as well have thrown a spoon.

    "cute". that was last thing I heard before  his elbow came crashing down. Thud! Pah pah pah pah, each punch made my arms numb, I felt my knees go weak as I sled to the floor. "Just a... ah.... a sec.... just need to catch my breath."  He gave me a calm look, choosing to say nothing, he was giving me face. "At least you lasted longer this time." he said taking a sip of water. "Yeah I'll feel it tomorrow I bet, by the way how did you disappear that one time?"

   "Ah but a magic- I interrupted him before he went on a rant. "You used your powers didn't you, how much?". He fixed his gloves as he stretched around. He was just getting warmed up. fudge!! "I would say about 80%, surprisingly you took it well. just a little more and I would have to get serious". grabbing his helping hand I hopped over to a bench more worn out then I felt in a long time. There's quite a difference in training when you train with person, compared to going solo.

   But something was off, I had a inkling of a feeling but, it would be better to say it now before it was too late. I've always trusted my instincts. "Your lying... you didn't give it 50% am I right?". He was drying his face but I took notice of him Pausing for a second. He wearly stared at me, that was all the answer I needed.

   "20%, but yeah your right." I took a cold breath, this was out of my expectations. An anger I couldn't explain engulfed me. Here I was giving it 110% and he was holding back. I wasn't even in his eyes. It reminded me of the first time I played a game with my sister and she would always play me like a toy. This was before we found out her power. I pushed down my anger, it wasn't his fault I was too weak. I shook myself out of my thinking, pitying yourself only leads to self hate. Nows not the time to be down. "Again, this time give me 50, but tell me where your going to hit." I got up going back to the circle calm and collected.

   "Sure, side step left hook". Even with him telling me how and where he was attacking, I couldn't even stop him. Crack!! My head rocked back. my vision becoming blurry, I landed in my back breathing so hard my bruised ribs giving me small stabs. In. Out. In. Out. I slowly got back up growling to my feet. "Again" I wheezed. Without another word we kept at it till the end of class. The teacher watching silently. The bell rang sounding like God opening up the gates of Heaven.

   "May, one second please. Class hurry along, I'm not writing any slips for slackers. hurry along." Great, just perfect. Isn't school fun?