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Part nasty part ugly

Klein took me to a quaint coffee shop which was as romantic as taking me to a boxing ring..
This just means that it wasn't romantic at all, which was just the way I liked it..
It kinda faintly resembled India's crowded coffee places with mosquitos flying everywhere..
Here it was just bluebottles..
The coffee looked puke-tastic so me and Klein just talked..
"So Tess, what do you actually do?"
"You mean my story?"
"Mhm."
"Well, I love fighting.."
That's right, I wasn't an open book to everyone..
"Oh.. But that's it? You looked like an interesting chi- girl.."
He tripped over that word, but covered up...
I smiled faintly..
"That's what they all say.. In other words, I'm  just never blending in, is that what you meant?"
"Yehh.."
"Well, that Harley isn't that easy to cover for your information.."
He smirked before leaning in a little bit, but leaving respectable space..
I raised my eyebrow and leaned in as well...
"So, that can't be it possibly?"
"Well, I love sports, adrenaline and almost anything with a view.. The rest is just all yada yada yada, the usual.."
"Well, you sure don't fit in with the 'usual'.."
His tone got husky, which made me bristle.
I'm sorry..
But only when Connor did that it meant anything..
I needed to end this..
Shit..
"Uhhhh, well.. Would you look at the time!"
I plastered on a super fake smile that made Klein's face darken..
"You serious? So what? You're like part nasty and party ugly? You can't even converse with me properly? Even when I had your back there?"
"Listen bub, I answered you fucking pesky ass questions, what's your problem here? What's your mission? To 'expose' me?"
I raised my voice, abruptly getting up and adopting an intimidating stance..
Klein looked taken aback, but quickly recovered..
"I just.. Wanted a normal conversation.. And I hate poeple who are fucking secretive Tess or.. Evasive.."
"I feel you, but man, I don't fall for your moves.."
"I wasn't trying anything!"
"Say that to your posture and voice change!"
"Man you are like all the others! Don't pride yourself too much Tess, you ain't that hot.."
"Call it whatever, but I ain't really falling for your piss poor explainations.."
"Atleast I gave some.."
"Too bad, maybe sometimes people value personal SPACE!"
Now I was full on pissed..
I was literally getting all up in his face..
He stilled before growling..
Which would've sounded sexy if I was backed up against a wall, with..
Well, whatever..
But now, it just looked odd..
"Whatever Klein, I thought you could be a good friend.. Since you were more malleable than anyone else with my plans.. Turns out you're just a jerk, clearly trying to ask personal questions and-"
I stilled, my eyes really wide..
"Klein, Klein Kegan.. Blue eyes.. Best friend of... Furdswood..."
No wonder he finally noticed me..
No wonder he looked so familiar..
Blue eyes..
He had a twin..
Nope, nope this was him..
Klein smirked..
"Right on the dot this time Tess.. Too bad your boyfriend's pissed now."
I growled now and stormed out, upsetting some tables in my way..
I quickly dashed out of there and onto the street...
Looks like my past kept following me..
Even when I punched it in the nose..
I don't know why, but I felt like I just needed to get to Eric's house..
After all, paintball night was tommorrow..
I rushed to his house, then stupidly forgot that he would be at classes...
So I did the only thing I was so good at..
I ran..
All the way back to the school parking lot and searched for Connor's bike..
It wasn't there
Figures..
But I knew he was pissed and I knew where he would be..
I scrambled up in my Harley, but not before I saw Klein's BMW..
I quickly searched my bag for a spare arsenal can, (which I always kept) and sprayed his enture car, pukey- green..
With of course a rude messgae written on it..
"Don't mess with me c**t, it's nobody's first option.."
I discarded the evidence and sped off to  Boxer's High..
Sure enough, I sawJohn, squinting at me like he couldn't believe it..
"Tess? I saw-"
"Ohthankgod.."
"Mmm, okayyy.."
"I was searching for him, which ring is he in?"
"Cubicle 5"
"Cheers.."
I rushed to cubicle 5, undressing like my life depended on it..
That's right, I wore a sports bra and boxing pants because I always went to the gym after school..
Just kidding, I changed my pants on the way..
"Connor?"
I saw him punching the living daylights out of a dummy, making me hella happy that I knew my boundaries..
"What the fuck are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be fucking JB?"
I rolled my eyes before entering the arena..
"Dude, he wasn't.. He was.."
"Save it Tess.."
That's when I realized, I was panting beyond fucks measure all for a fucktard who kicked my ass out of his house for trying on some of his fling's clothes..
Technically, HE should be doing all this shit, what made me think I needed to put up with this bullshit?!
I narrowed my eyes, before squinting at him...
"Alright hot pants, fight me.."
Because seriously, that was just one thing I was good at..
He signed before turning around..
"No"
His voice was pretty firm so there was only one other way..
"That's right pussy, back out!"
I threw my arms in the air (like I just couldn't care) before yelling..
"DUDE AINT NOBODY GOT TIME FOR PUSSIES, NOW HUSTLE!"
I pointed at myself then at the floor..
"Motherf****r, your taking me DOWN today, but not before I reach there first.."
I spat at the ground before staring at him, giving him my point blank look..
Because this was the way I fixed problems and set aside differences..
He cracked his neck and took a stance.
I opted a stance as well and smirked..
"ROUND ONE MOTHAFUCKER!"
I swung a punch he ducked, dragging my legs down on the floor..
I rolled away, and stood up, bouncing on the balls of my feet..
"Come at me Con! Show me all that anger! Show those lies!"
He grunted and barrelled at me..
I dodged while grabbing his head and pounding it against the ropes..
He hit me with his elbow because this fight had no rules, we were gladiators without an audience..
I doubled up while he stood over, gloves raised..
I tackled him and flung a hard ass punch at his nose, dazing him..
After that, I got up, kicked him in the stomach and mock sneered at him..
"That's two hi-"
He tackled me now and straddled me.
Reminding me of day 1..
"Maybe you should talk less.."
He jeered back as he aimed a punch..
I dodged before kneeing him in the balls, making him wince..
"I bet it's plastic.."
I smirked....
I soon straddled him and guess what?
When I attempted to kiss him, he punched the lights outta me..
He soon landed blow after blow to my stomach, before kicking me to the side..
After that, he just dented my jaw, slightly..
So he WAS talented, just searching for the opening...
Gosh, he was a strategic one, different to all the others I had seen, who fought with their heads..
Goddam even Muhammed Ali did...
This guy was something else entirely, a whole different league..
Even I fought with my head..
So I stood up, brushed dirt off and pretended to barrell into him, making him dodge..
But that's what I swirled around and landed an uppercut..
He went down, once again dragging me with him..
We were both breathing heavily and just when I was about to get up, John literally came with a horn and blasted our ears off..
"CUT! THATS IT CUBICLE 5 IS NOW OFF THE CHARTS, YOUR TIME'S UP, THE MATS ARE EMPTY NOW.."
I groaned when I sat up, when the adrenaline finally started wearing out, I was throbbing all over..
Thank god mother nature hadn't paid a visit yet...
"Uhh." I let out a weak groan..
I tried to stand up but then collapsed, just as John caught me..
"T you okay? you seem pretty bad.."
"Yeh, but I messed up the other guy.."
I motioned with my thumb at Connor who was glowering at me while massaging his jaw..
John smirked at him and then winked at me..
"That's my gurl!"
Then everything went black..