Who The Hell Are You?

1.2K 23 4
                                    

(Rider Strong as Rider)

~ATHENA POV~

I practiced my karate moves in my apartment, hitting the punching bag. Doing one last hit, I paused, taking in deep breathes. I bounced on my toes winding myself down.

I heard a knock on my door, making me let out a groan. I tried to ignore it, but they just kept pounding.

"Hold on for five seconds!" I called.

I took a swing of water, before walking to my door and yanking it open. I glared at the brown haired boy who stood outside my door.

"What the hell are you pounding on my door for?" I snapped. "Who the hell are you?"

"You're Athena LaRusso, right?" He asked.

"Yeah, what's it to you?"

The boy stepped forward and embraced me in a hug. I gasped, and tried to break out of his grip, but the boy was much stronger then I was. Not by much, but he was stronger.

When he finally let me go, I stepped back several steps, and glared at him.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"Athena," he stepped forward. "It's me."

"Unfortunately for you, I don't know who you are."

The boy looked miserable.

"It's me," he said again. "It's me Rider."

"Rider What?" I demanded.

"Rider LaRusso."

The Crane KickWhere stories live. Discover now