For You
16 3...2...1...Fight! 2
He handed gloves to both of them and they both put them on.
"Both of you get into ready positions and start anytime you want."
Both Sam and the master got into positions before the master went low and dashed to grab Sam's waist from below. Sam's knee reflexively went up, ready to hit the master in the face. The master dodged to the side and aimed a low kick at Sam's legs.
Sam lept back and the master went back into the ready stance.
"My turn?" asked Sam as he cocked an eyebrow. He jabbed at the master, but his guard was up so Sam's punch didn't do any damage.
The master's sharp eyes peeked out from behind his arms before he lunged and pushed Sam down onto the floor and tried to get in a chokehold before Sam grabbed his arm and attempted to put him in an arm bar. The master wrenched his arm away from the arm bar and tried to do the gulliotine on Sam.
Sam slipped out of the hold, and they battled against each other, both trying to get the other to submit.
Five minutes quickly passed before the round was over and it was time to decide who had won.
Mickey looked at his notebook for a minute before he announced that it was a tie.
Sam huffed. "If we didn't just do submissions, I would have won."
"Well, we didn't what are you gonna do about it," said the master.
Sam pouted before the master patted his back while laughing.
"HAHHA, don't be so childish! Anyways, I'm glad to see that you haven't grown rusty."
"It was only a week."
"Tch."
The two and a couple of other students talked until Sam realized that it was dinner time. He waved goodbye to all of them and promised to visit them later.
Sam walked home leisurely, humming a song as he strolled past the busy people and bright lights.
A man stumbled out of an alley, strongly smelling of alchohol. He stopped right before Sam. The man looked up and was suprisied to see the a pretty face swimming through his vision.
"Hey," he slurred. The strong smell of alchohol and cigarettes burst out when he spoke, making Sam wrinkle his nose.
He suddenly grabbed Sam's arm tightly and made him wince. "Hey pretty lady... You wanna have a good time with me?"
Sam tried to shake him off. "Sorry, no thanks. Also, I'm a guy."
The man refused to let go. Suddenly, and iron grip held his wrist, making him release the "lady's" arm.
"I told you to let go."
"Ow," the man frowned. "That hurt. You're gonna pay for that."
"Nice try buddy." Sam walked off and left the man groaning on the middle of the sidewalk clutching his arm, people crowding around him.
When Sam got home, he went into the kitchen and scooped out some of the rice cake soup that was in a thermal cooker. He also took out a pack of açaí juice from the freezer. Sam went up to his room and sat at his desk, watching YouTube videos while eating his dinner. When he finished with his soup, he drank the slightly defrosted slushy like açaí pack.
After having his fill of food and videos of experiments, Sam spent the rest of the night, checking off his list to make sure he didn't miss anything.
He packed toiletries, two week's worth of clothes, some snacks, his devices and chargers, schoolwork, and a couple pairs of shoes. He also packed a suit and tie in case there would be some kind of fancy event or dance. Sam wanted to pack more, but he told himself that he could just ask his father to send over the items he would need.
After he finished checking, Sam took a shower, brushed his teeth and went to bed. Even though it was late at night, Sam couldn't fall asleep and just decided to go on his phone and scroll through his social media platforms.
Soon, 3 am arrived, and Sam was summoned to the land of dreams.
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After what seemed like a couple minutes to Sam, his alarm came on. An upbeat tune slowly grew louder until a voice sang, "YOUNG MAN..."
After a few moments of silence, the music started up again. Sam groaned and rolled over and looked at the clock. 12:00. He turned off the alarm and trudged into the bathroom to go to freshen up.
He went down stair and quickly drank a protein shake before he went back up and brushed his teeth. After brushing his teeth and combing his hair with his fingers in the mirror, Sam got his bag and went down stairs. He ordered an Uber and it arrived after a couple of minutes. After checking the liscense plate, Sam got into the car and it started its journey to a new land.
"Both of you get into ready positions and start anytime you want."
Both Sam and the master got into positions before the master went low and dashed to grab Sam's waist from below. Sam's knee reflexively went up, ready to hit the master in the face. The master dodged to the side and aimed a low kick at Sam's legs.
Sam lept back and the master went back into the ready stance.
"My turn?" asked Sam as he cocked an eyebrow. He jabbed at the master, but his guard was up so Sam's punch didn't do any damage.
The master's sharp eyes peeked out from behind his arms before he lunged and pushed Sam down onto the floor and tried to get in a chokehold before Sam grabbed his arm and attempted to put him in an arm bar. The master wrenched his arm away from the arm bar and tried to do the gulliotine on Sam.
Sam slipped out of the hold, and they battled against each other, both trying to get the other to submit.
Five minutes quickly passed before the round was over and it was time to decide who had won.
Mickey looked at his notebook for a minute before he announced that it was a tie.
Sam huffed. "If we didn't just do submissions, I would have won."
"Well, we didn't what are you gonna do about it," said the master.
Sam pouted before the master patted his back while laughing.
"HAHHA, don't be so childish! Anyways, I'm glad to see that you haven't grown rusty."
"It was only a week."
"Tch."
The two and a couple of other students talked until Sam realized that it was dinner time. He waved goodbye to all of them and promised to visit them later.
Sam walked home leisurely, humming a song as he strolled past the busy people and bright lights.
A man stumbled out of an alley, strongly smelling of alchohol. He stopped right before Sam. The man looked up and was suprisied to see the a pretty face swimming through his vision.
"Hey," he slurred. The strong smell of alchohol and cigarettes burst out when he spoke, making Sam wrinkle his nose.
He suddenly grabbed Sam's arm tightly and made him wince. "Hey pretty lady... You wanna have a good time with me?"
Sam tried to shake him off. "Sorry, no thanks. Also, I'm a guy."
The man refused to let go. Suddenly, and iron grip held his wrist, making him release the "lady's" arm.
"I told you to let go."
"Ow," the man frowned. "That hurt. You're gonna pay for that."
"Nice try buddy." Sam walked off and left the man groaning on the middle of the sidewalk clutching his arm, people crowding around him.
When Sam got home, he went into the kitchen and scooped out some of the rice cake soup that was in a thermal cooker. He also took out a pack of açaí juice from the freezer. Sam went up to his room and sat at his desk, watching YouTube videos while eating his dinner. When he finished with his soup, he drank the slightly defrosted slushy like açaí pack.
After having his fill of food and videos of experiments, Sam spent the rest of the night, checking off his list to make sure he didn't miss anything.
He packed toiletries, two week's worth of clothes, some snacks, his devices and chargers, schoolwork, and a couple pairs of shoes. He also packed a suit and tie in case there would be some kind of fancy event or dance. Sam wanted to pack more, but he told himself that he could just ask his father to send over the items he would need.
After he finished checking, Sam took a shower, brushed his teeth and went to bed. Even though it was late at night, Sam couldn't fall asleep and just decided to go on his phone and scroll through his social media platforms.
Soon, 3 am arrived, and Sam was summoned to the land of dreams.
\u003c\u003e\u003c\u003e\u003c\u003e\u003c\u003e\u003c\u003e\u003c\u003e\u003c\u003e
After what seemed like a couple minutes to Sam, his alarm came on. An upbeat tune slowly grew louder until a voice sang, "YOUNG MAN..."
After a few moments of silence, the music started up again. Sam groaned and rolled over and looked at the clock. 12:00. He turned off the alarm and trudged into the bathroom to go to freshen up.
He went down stair and quickly drank a protein shake before he went back up and brushed his teeth. After brushing his teeth and combing his hair with his fingers in the mirror, Sam got his bag and went down stairs. He ordered an Uber and it arrived after a couple of minutes. After checking the liscense plate, Sam got into the car and it started its journey to a new land.
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