(ON HOLD) The Girl Who Can Fight

My little secret

Sorry for keeping you guys waiting! This is just a mock-up. So please enjoy.

"Hello, Kylie!" I heard him say. "What do you want, Ryder?!" I asked with a bit of annoyance in my voice. Ryder is the school's popular guy. No he's not the jock. He's not the play boy. He's the school's terrifying person ever. He and his 6 mates are all in a gang called "Head Hunters." There's Mason, the jerk. Steven, the playboy. Tristan, the quite person in the gang. Hunter, the serious guy. Mastar, the fastest in the group. AJ, the gang's "cool" guy. Alex, on the other side, get's what's needed. Then there's Ryder. The leader. The best fighter. The strongest. And the one who makes the calls for the gang. (Calls as in decisions)

"Oh I came to see how my little princess is doing today?" Ryder smirked, tightening his grip on my wrist. Did I mention that Ryder is my bully. "Leave me alone!" I shouted in his face. I felt my right cheek sting and pain. "Raise your voice like that you little piece of shit again, I'll kill ya!" He threatened. "Hey! What's going on here?!" I heard the prinicple call from a long way. I stared through Ryder's eyes and then closed my eyes to stop the tears - that were already forming - coming out. Then when I opened them, my bully was gone and saw my principle get nearer. I didnt want to answer questions, so I ran out of the school's doors and gates.

\Anger brushed over me and soon I found myself walking up to the gym I always go to to let my anger out.

Lucky for me, I had a few of my gym clothes packed in my bag so I entered the gym, careless of who was watching me and made my way over to the changing rooms. I got my white V-neck shirt on as well as my Nike shorts. Once I was ready, I went to my spot and started doing 100 crunches, 50 press ups, 50 lunges, and 100 squats with a 30 pound weight. I grabbed 50 pound dumbbells and did 50 bcep curls and 50 tricep curls. I was moving at quite a fast pace not having time to spare. I toog a little break for water and pushed my gloves, that were packed in my bag, onto my hands. I walked over to my own personal bag and thought of everything that made me angry. Everything that pisses me off.

1. My dad leaving me. *Left, right, straight punch to the bag, sending it back from the power*

2. My mom drinking 24/7 * Left, right, punch to a left hook*

3. My mom blaming shit on me * Double left, right punch, right elbow, and a knee to the body*

4. The assholes at school * Double left to the right, hook, and a powerful kick*

And then I lost it. I moved around the bag quickly, throwing strong combos. My body was tired but I wasn't quitting. I kept going till I had every ounce of anger and stress out of me for the time-being. I took off my gloves and finished. Sweat poured down my face. I packed my bag and turned to leave.

Walking along the footpath in the cool breeze, quite atmostphere gave was soothing and calming for me. Fear brushes over me suddenly. Then I realize I have reached home. I noticed that my mum has brought someone new home coz her and another car is parked in the driveway. Ever since dad left me and mum, mum has lost it. She drinks all day. She brings men to the house for you know. And she blames every little thing on me. She abuses me. And I hate her for that. I didnt want to walk through the front door so I climbed up a secret ladder I found years ago that lead up to my room's window. I opened my window and quietly climbed through. I grabbed my ipod and was just about to get in bed when I heard my phone ring. I grabbed it and noticed that Jakayla had messaged me.

Hey Kylie, I'm a bit lonely at a party right now. Do you think you could come to accompany me. Please <3 - Your sis, Jay.

Really, Jay! I muttered to myself. I ran a hand through my hair and then decided to txt her back saying....

Hey Jay, sure I'll be there. Whereabouts is it? - Ky

Great. Thanks Ky. Im at Eric's place. You know. 31 Emmert Street. Seeya soon. <3 - Your sis, Jay.

I gathered a few things and climbed back down the ladder outside my window. This time, I took my skateboard. Riding through the evening, the breeze running through my hair was refreshing. By the time I got to Eric's house, I went inside to find Jay. She was sitting down in the kitchen, eating pizzas with a boy I didnt even know. "Jay!" I shouted. The music that was playing was very loud to the point where I couldnt even hear my own voice. She didnt turn around, so I walked up behind her and tapped her shoulder. I knew she was drunk because she almost fell of the seat and a bottle of beer was in her hand. Worried, I turned to the guy who sat next to her and asked him how many dinks she had. He answered slurly as well. So there was no point in trying to get him to answer either.

I glanced at the back of me for a few seconds before turning back to take my best friend home. But she wasnt there. She was gone as well as the guy who was with her. Dammit! I muttered to myself.

I spent an half an hour looking for her but she wasnt anywhere to be found. I was so exhaused so I sat down and drank a cup of cola. Next, I feel someone trying to hold me from behind. Anger fuelled me up and then I elbowed the stranger's ribs on his right side and then turned around and punched his nose. He stumbled back with pain but then his eyes turned from pain to anger. He got up and then a big circle was formed. The music was turned down and all eyes were on the both of us.

"You bitch!!" I heard him say. Then I heard someone in the crowd call "Guys, come quick!" Footsteps were heard and then I was faced with 7 pissed off boys.

"Oh shit!" I thought to myself.