• Crow was hanging out with his friends, not unlike everyother friday night. His friends were leaning against their car in the parking lot while he leaned against some unknown person's car with his head laying across the roff. They were just talking about what to do next when it got very quiet. Rose, one of Crows friends says, "Crow, I think your on this guys car," Crow bewildered as to what she was talking about lifted his head up, and to his suprise there is a man's face right in front of his. This man had an aura of alcohol and a swollen eye as to signiffy that he had just been in a bar-fight. Crow smiles and says, "Whoops sorry about that," Crow slides off the car and leans against roses' car. The drunken man looks at crow with a distorted drunken fury and mumbles something profane. Crow's smile fades as his body tenses slightly. "Please, don't curse in front of ladies, or else your liable to get yourself beat another time before this night is over." The drunken man grins and slurs out "is that so?" He then swings and connects his fist with Crow's jaw as Crow's head slams against the roof of Roses' car. The drunken man swings his left fist and connects it with crow's ribs. Crow's body slumps to the ground as the drunken man takes a step back in victory. He mumbles "Punk kid needs to keep his mouth shut." The drunk then turns to Rose smiling and takes a step forward. "Hey hun, how about you and I go party together." Disgusted Rose takes a step back but is restrained as the drunk has grabbed her wrist. She struggles fruitlessly to wrench her hand away from this drunkard. Suddenly there is a hand on the drunk's wrist gripping him tightly. The lurches back with a yell of suprise and anger, gripping his wrist. Crow stands in front of Rose licking the blood coming from his lip. "That was a stupid move," Crow says to the drunk while smiling. Angered the drunk takes a swing at Crow's face again. The hit connects with Crow's cheek, but crow spins with the hit deflecting it as he slides over and hits the drunk with what looks to be a light jab to the ribs. The drunk stumbles back gripping his ribs as if he was hit by a car. Crow stands straight up smiling with a weird look in his eye. It looked as if Crow was having the time of his life fighting this man. Which was completely weird because if you knew Crow he was the biggest pacifist you would ever know. He agreed with you just so you wouldn't argue. The drunk man stumbles forward swinging wildly thrashing Crow's body like a ragdoll. He hits Crow with a blow to the face, then ribs, then an uppercut, all the while Crow is spinning around deflecting the blows off of himself as if his body was made of rubber. Crow then punches the drunk in the stomach, and the drunk bends over. Crow then takes a step back and does a front flip connecting his heel to the man's head. The man falls to the ground unconcious. Crow stands up straight and looks at Rose smiling with blood flowing down the side of his eye and dripping off his chin. "Are you okay?" Crow looks to Rose concerned. Rose totally freaked out by this brawl and her friend's total change in demeanor jumps into her car and drives away with Crow standing in her review mirror looking heart broken.

    Monday rolls around and Rose walks into class as the last bell rings. As she makes her way to her desk in the back corner of the classroom she notices that Crow's desk, or nest as she called it, was completely empty. She pondered the weekend and wondered why she over reacted like that. He was still herfrienright? he was still the kind gentle soul that she had spend every summer with since kindergarten....wasn't he? And, why was she worrying so much about it? Why should she care if her completely gentle pacifistic best friend of almost 14 years secretly was a total kung fu a** kicker? It's not like he was looking for a fight. Crow was just defending himself, and her for that matter. The day drudged by as Rose contemplated calling Crow. As the final bell rang she made up her mind. She would call Crow and try to work out everything that happened. Rose sat in her car and pressed the sppd dial number 3. The phone connected and began to ring. After the second ring someone picked up on the other end. A quiet hoarse voice spoke roughtly into the phone. "Hello?"Rose was relieved to hear Crow's voice, even if it sounded as if he had the flu. "Hello..Rose?" Flustered and a little angry at herself for not even thinking of what to say to him, Rose pauses for another moment trying to collect herself. She spouts out the first thing her mouth wll form into words, "Hey, um...I didn't see you at school and wanted to make sure you were okay." the other end of the phone is quiet for a moment until crow asks hesitantly "Do you wanna gang out?" Estatic Rose answers hurriedly, "Yes...I mean yea" Rose notices herself smiling despite herself as she thought about what her and Crow could do..


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