The sign says no smoking bitch (Kate)

[Steve]

Lunch break was always a good time for him, a time in the day that he could relax from his classes and just blow off some steam, since he almost never skipped class he didn't get in to that many fights unless they were before school or after school. However, unlike a good deal of people in the school system when Steven went to blow off steam it didn't mean he went off to go start a fight. Normally he would go outside and eat his lunch, maybe catch up on his reading. It wasn't really action packed, but it helped to relieve his stress.

He was heading out to his normal spot in the courtyard when he saw something that made his lips curl in disgust. One of those bad ass wannabee types. Well something like that, she was in a cheerleader outfit, but still. He was never in to that whole smoking on campus thing, the fact that she was doing it next to the sign that said no smoking on school campus was enough to make him roll his eyes.

Knowing that saying something would be stupid, causing a pointless confrontation, and yet he couldn't help but make a comment. Rolling his eyes again so that she would see it he just shook his head at the cheerleader. "You know the sign says no smoking you dumb bitch." He said with a small snort of a laugh.

[Kate]

Several people had walked by, seeing her smoke right next to the sign. Did Kate care if they saw, or what the damned sign said? No. But no one messed with her, because they knew who the hell she was. The female lifted her chin, and was about to take another long drag of her smoke when someone said something to her.

"You know the sign says no smoking you dumb bitch."

Wait, what WHO THE FUCK WAS CALLING HER A DUMB BITCH?

She had come out here to relax for two seconds. Considering all her stress and mental break downs of late, all the issues with Adrian, and everything going on. AND NOW SOME BITCH WAS GUNNA MESS WITH HER?!?!

Game on mother fucker. GAME FUCKING ON.

She turned, the cig falling to the ground. It didn't matter anymore, because she now had a new outlet for her stress. Beating the shit out of some stupid retard who decided to call her a dumb bitch. Her. Kate McHallin.

"Way to go retard, time to learn something good for your health. You don't mess with me."

She launched herself straight at him, full speed. Maybe he was ready, and maybe he wasn't. But it was fucking GAME ON. She lifted her left arm and went to slam her elbow into his face.

[Steve]

He was always ready, his mind was working through counter measures as she launched herself at him. She was definitely a bad ass wannabe apparently. Not insulting her is good for his health? He wasn't denying that she could beat him up, but he would be damned if he was just going to sit down and take it. It was instinctive, his arms shot outwards. His lunch flying forward to the older cheerleader. It wasn't meant to be highly damaging, but it was meant to be messy. His lunch consisted of Mashed potatoes and gravy, a said with a healthy serving of dressing, some celery with a side of ranch, and of course, coarse chocolate pudding.

He was hoping to use the time that she would likely be distracted to pivot his body to the right, sending his foot outwards to kick at the side of her shin. Jeet Kun Do didn't believe in high kicks, but low ones, they were harder to block and detect. Also moving a shorter distance making it a quick and effective strike, he was now ready for a fight. A grin playing across his face as he took mental notes of her. She was fast, faster then him. If she was able to back that speed up then there was no chance he would win. Not that it mattered to him at all.

Academic Set Bonus, first attack nullified 1/1

[Kate]

Let's sum this up shall we? She charged and he threw his tray of lunch food at her. She smacked the tray out of the air, so it wouldn't hit her along with the food. It was bad enough that her clothing was smucked up with food, but at least she had a change with her. After all, Kate hadn't planned on trumping around wearing this all day.

His foot though? As she was a bit busy, Kate tripped. Tripped hard. She landed on her hands and quickly skewed her body to the side to try and trip him. If it worked than she would launch herself over to pin, straddle and punch his lights out as hard as she could. If it didn't, well, Kate would stand and go from there. One way or another she was going to have to pound this nerd into the sidewalk they were fighting on. Chump.

[Steve]

He had a satisfied smug look on his face when the cheerleader tripped to the ground. He knew this was going to be trouble, she was really fast, and since she was in to sports, even if it was cheer leading it meant she would have to have a degree of strength and stamina to go with it. Still, he wasn't going to run away, not because he had something against running away, or even running away from a girl. More so because she was fast and he wasn't confident that he could out run her. Thus his best chance of survival was to try and fight and injure her, preferably in the legs so that he could make an escape.

He noted the movement of her body, and he would leap forwards over her as she skewed her body trying to trip him, barely avoiding her attack which was coming quick. The reasoning behind jumping forwards instead of back was to get behind her, attempting to send another quick kick at her back as she picked herself up.

[Kate]

Alright, so he was decently quick on his feet, but still not quick compared to Kate. Nor tough. He leaped over her, and kicked her in the back? It tickled. Like seriously, if that was his strength? She could take almost all hit hits and be more than fine. The grin on her lips suggested some evil things as she dropped fully on the ground and shot a hand out to snatch his ankle.

If he didn't dodge that, she'd yank hard on his foot across her body with her right arm. Aiming to make him even trip over her or fall almost right into her arms. It could even be considered a bit kinky, except she'd be hurting him. The blonde would try to get him to fall, and if he managed to stay on one leg anchored by her right arm? Her left leg would fly up to try to strike his man parts. Below the belt, but this was a scuffle and nothing about it was clean.

[Steve]

His eyes widened when she grabbed his leg, thoughts wondering how the fuck she was able to bend her arm backwards like that, let alone so quickly. It was something he honestly didn't see coming because he couldn't see how her body could move like that. Though, that was because he didn't know about her Qi. He had little choice but to be pulled just as Kate had wanted, his theory about her strength seemingly proven correct as he was yanked, stumbling forward. Until he tripped over her shoulder at least, his body flipping in the air and landing right in to her arms.

He knew this wasn't good, even if it did look a bit hot. Fight or flight instincts kicking in, his hands would shoot outwards, attempting to grab the blond girl's hair. If he managed to get a hold of it he would twist his hand in it to keep his grip better before yanking downwards, attempting to pull the blond girl's head closer to him to try and get her to let go of him. His aim was to get her in to an awkward position so that she had to readjust herself, giving him time to slip out of her grasp.

[Kate]

He fell, right into her arms. Like a perfect sort of trap or something. However, his hand twisted in her hair, and pulled. What the fuck? The dude was fighting like a chick, very badly trained chick, but a chick none the less. That was frankly.... amusing. She was going to laugh about this later, but for now? Beat him to a pulp.

He yanked on her hair, trying to pull her face closer to chest. She moved her head, straight into his chest for him hard, while her arms were wrapping around his own torso as tight as could be after letting go of his ankle. SQUEEZE HIM TO DEATH!!!

Then, despite the fact that her hair was being pulled on, Kate jerked her head upward. Slamming the crown of her head straight into his chin. Hopefully he'd bite his own tongue, or it would rattle that nerdy brain of his, but it should do some damage.

[Steve]

This wasn't working out how he wanted it to at all. His leg was dropped true, but before he could make a dash for it, her arms wrapped around him like a constrictor and started to squeeze him. With his hands up grabbing her head his arms could offer no cushion to it as he felt her grip tighten, pushing the air out of his lungs causing him to cough trying to regain his breath. It was a futile attempt and he knew it, but his body wouldn't let him do anything but try.

It was during one of these coughing fits that the girl's head pushed upwards, slamming in to his jaw hard, his jaw snapped shut slamming in to his tongue, the coppery taste of blood filling his mouth as he did so. Another coughing fit happening causing blood to fly out with his spit as he coughed. It wasn't a terrible amount, but it was there. He already knew he lost. Now he was just fighting to breath.

[Kate]

Blood and breath loss, a great way to make a kid pass out. Kate kept on squeezing until the nerd passed out, going limp in her arms. From there she shoved him off of her and stood up. There was no point in brushing the dirt off her clothing because that would mean brushing off the food as well... and that was just a lost cause.

However, he had pissed her off greatly. So instead of just leaving him there or dragging him to the nurses' office (as she normally would), Kate grinned and picked the boy up. It was time for some revenge....

MUCH LATER...

The nerd would wake up, and notice a few things about his where abouts and clothing. First off, Kate had removed all of his clothing EXCEPT for his boxers and glasses (she wasn't that mean). And kept them. No clothing for him. His hair was done up in pigtails, his nails would have pink hearts on the hands AND feet, in nail polish of course. In lipstick written across his chest were the words "I <3 you, love Kate" in fire engine red.

And he was in the girl's changing room on a bench.

Kate felt satisfied when she had left him there.

((OOC: Had permission for all of it. XDDD <3 ))

[Steve]

When he woke up he found himself inside now, his eyes blinked as the bright lights from the locker room glared down at him. His head heard, and he could still taste blood. He felt the feeling of wood under him, not just the hardness, but the feeling. It was that combined with a draft that he realized he was wearing only his boxers and glasses. Next he felt a tightness on his head. His hand moved up feeling the pigtails.

"Gah!" He said reaching up and grabbing the ties and pulling them off so his hair fell back to normal. He sat up on the chair, getting a glimpse at his toes which were painted with hearts, which lead to him noticing the ones on his hands. It wasn't until he actually stood up that he saw the note on his chest.

"Oh god I am going to kill that bitch someday."

He said to himself just as the bell rang. Knowing that he didn't have any spare clothing, and assuming that this had to be the girls locker room considering all the other shit she did, he bolted for the door. All but streaking through the school grounds until he got to his car. He would have to miss the rest of his classes and go home and wash this shit off... and get nail polish remover. Yeah, he was not a happy camper.

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