《You And I》ƇӇƛƤƬЄƦ 17: Dixie Larissa Clarkson
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eizing the white tape from the bar top, I expertly wrapped it around my knuckles in a quick before snapping it off and throwing it back to the bartender.
Flushing my mouth with enough of water to annihilate my thirst, I plied my muscles before heaving myself off of the stool.
"You know, most of the time I think you're a girl. But then again, with all those muscles and that coursing avidity, I'm forced to think otherwise" I heard the voice say from behind me causing a smirk to instantly develop over my lips and I barred myself to let a chuckle rumble out.
Oh boy...
Tipping at the fold of the hoodie to make it fall nether over my face, I took quick steps towards the heretofore ready ring.
A competent figure stood in the middle, stretching the rather less brawn present over his body, while he gathered the glee and obligation from a small group of dopeheads standing at one end of the ring.
Let the show begin, now shall we...
As soon as my feet landed over the canvas mat, the array begin to gather around the ring and multiple chants begun to reiterate into the atmosphere.
Eyeing my opponent from head till toe, I fell into my fighting vein, while he hopped around me, shaking his head from side to side with each move.
Weak and scared... That's what he's showing...
Keeping my eyes square on his moves, I waited till the bell went off before landing a perfect punch on the side of his face.
A low groan escaped his lips, but he quickly shook it away and within a flash drove an upper cut right at my abdominal area which I dodged halfway.
His dark brown eyes were anchored onto me as I landed punches here and there to help me find an anemic spot to take him down with, but to my uttermost surprise he simply hissed away all my power charged offenses.
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A sudden desolated feeling crawled up my spine and settled itself into my heart.
Adrenaline buzzed through my body as I saw him conquering towards me with a lifted arm, ready to overturn a left hook at me. But I was ready and played defensive before bringing my knee to his torso, firm and fast.
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"By the way, I'm... I'm Dwight Johnson" he said in a deep voice, as his eyes met mine. I noticed that the centre of those eyes were a bright mocha, chocolatey and bright. After that it was all latte until the rim of dark roasted beans.
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Moving with alacrity behind his back, I snaked my arm around his neck from abaft and caused him to fall back on my trussed knee. A pained grouse escaped his lips as he yanked himself out of my clout.
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"Hi..." he nervously tugged at his t-shirt's collar.
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Sweat started to assimilate my singlet and blood rushed into my veins with contemplation as I stepped back from him with dilapidated breath.
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As far as I know, the writing which got him over the top was none other than Romeo And Juliet" as if aplomb just crawled it's way back up his spine, he pushed his back off of the backrest and rested his face on top of his tangled hands on the table with the most coquettish look over his face.
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"Nathan! Come on dude!! Finish this off. We've already forfeited the match, not this too!" A voice spoke above all sounds, as from the corner of my eye I watched a figure egress from within the array.
The bloke in front of me flexed his shoulder sinews and wiped his now hematic nose with the back of his left hand.
A slow simper lifted the V of his lips as he evoked to corner me up against the turn buckles.
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I faked a gut punch onto the left side. As he went to elude it, I quickly threw a callous right hook. Not wanting to let him time to reassemble himself I used celerity to my boon and was now right behind him.
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his heavy voice boomed again once I reached the end of the corridor.
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Taking dominion of one of his wrists, I awried the arm in an arm wrench. Hastily climbing up the corner turnbuckles and walking a few gaits on the uppermost rope, I waited before bucking down and smashing my fist into the back of his neck.
An icky yowl escaped his lips as he tapped at the floor of the ring, calling the match on my side.
Evulsing myself away from him, I blinked twice before getting a cinch on my ragged breath and wearing a victory beam on my face right after the bell went off.
Sudor soaked singlet was bogged down to me as if my second skin, I jumped off the arena and was instantly embraced by the crowd's buoyancy and gratitudes.
"Oh my God! That was an adept move and you served Nathan right" the very mundane voice rang into my hearing ambit as soon as I caught myself out of the array gathering in the vicinity of the ring.
Freezing right on spot, my eyes forthwith dilated by their own and breath unerringly got caught at the back of my throat.
No way!
My eyes caught the ken of three very familiar figures standing in front of me. The blond female nervously contorted her locks between her fingers and her eyes looked penitent.
"What are they doing here, Jess?" My voice was explicitly above the tone and was much austere than I expected it to be.
"I... he..." she started to maunder, taking a step each time.
"" An abrupt snarl left my lips this time and saw her recoiling to my tone before I caught the glom of her eyes starting to get teary.
No regrets one bit, animosity shot up into my veins and my palms twinged to punch anything in front of me.
"She didn't. I wanted to come" a deep voice said starting to step forward to aegis her, but I cut him off in a swift.
"F*cking stay out of my business" I spoke through clenched teeth, before stepping forward to meet his height which I couldn't and had to crank my neck and look him straight into those eyes of his.
His brown eyes changed colours from hazel to honey as he searched mine making them grow wide and his face started to get pale by every passing jiff.
Dare try looking into me...
Generating the most edged face I could assemblage and I stood my ground before stepping away, dipping my hoodie low and walking beeline out of the glass doors without bothering to give a peep back.
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