My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

We start circling each other.

Neither wanting to make the first move. “You have to succumb to her wrath sometime bro, might as well get it over with.

Dakota shouts over at us.

“Yeah, she’s been suppressing her anger at us all weekend, glad it’s you and not me.” Sam adds.

I’m not sure who they are trying to distract more, me or Oliver, but I have to tune them out and focus Oliver’s movements are more lithe today, like a panther stalking its prey.

He’s got something in mind and I can’t spare any of my attention to anyone else. Just as I had the thought, he strikes.

He lunges forward and I thought he was going to grab my waist, but he drops down and grabs one of my legs trying to sweep it backward, knocking me to my front.

I let the momentum take me and tuck my chin to roll forward, twisting slightly and planting my hands on the ground to throw a kick to his back before following through and jumping on his back, trying to get my arms around his thickneck.

He was too fast for me though, spinning to a crouching position and driving at my legs again.

This time knocking me to the ground, I kept one of my legs in between his and one around his waist to keep him from pinning my legs down.

I bucked my hips trying to use the force from our fall, cause once we stop moving he can use his large weight against me.

He was thinking the same thing and trying to force me flat on my back grabbing one of my arms and trying to hold it down, so I did what any rational girl would do, I nailed him in the junk, well the very high inner thigh, I not that mean.

grunts and slackens

roll us over and get out from under him, but he recovers

continue to move around each

and I can feel my lungs fighting for air. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

good right hook to his cheek close to his ear, followed

least he’s having as much trouble as I am

to gain a leg up in this fight, 11m losing track

far longer than the rest of our friends’ matches, but Pm not really sure, maybe it just feels longer

must actually want to see who will

few more minutes Oliver is behind

forearm around my

to find an opening in his arm to pull myself out, but his

see spots and pull back under his armpit, we are both so sweaty I slip out from

and effectively pinning his arm

Warrior Nickolas stops us.

was a really well matched spar,

for a back to back

had got a lead on me and pulled me over his shoulder to body slam

he didn’t dislocate