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Let’s Go Party!

"Study the diagram on page 124, that is where you will be tested on for your practical. And remember what I said about labelling? Exams are just two weeks away, i dont want you guys to fail, so I need you to put in your best effort." 

She closed the textbook that she was holding and that was the end of the class, Julie had changed. Her voice was firmer, and her eyes were brighter, she wasn't breaking out as bad any more and her hair was shinier than ever. She pursed her lips as she put all her material in her bag, she was done for the day and wanted to go home to relax.

There was no workout session with Aaron either because he had told her beforehand that he would be having a match and wouldn't be available but dont worry, he told her what to do.

"Ms. Mendoza!" someone called out to her, she heard them, but she decided not to shift her gaze to give the caller any attention. The students were leaving fast, and soon she was able to slip out of the class before he reached her. Julie walked briskly to her office, wanting to pick something from there, and she was out of the school, turning back every five seconds, she had the feeling she was being followed but each time her eyes met with numerous students that wasn't him.

She made a turn to a less crowded corridor and just as she placed her hand to the door knob, his own went straight on top of hers. Her blood ran cold and all the life was drained from her face. But he didn't help her open the door, instead he took her hand away from it, not wanting to let it go, he had always craved to touch her hand.

And the rest of her body.

"What do you want, Charles?" her eyes were filled with disdain and so was every fibre of her body, the boy was up to no good, but anyone would have been deceived because hardly does anyone believe beautiful people are evil,

"I came to beg." he took a deep breath, relinquishing how soft her hand was and bringing it to his lips, almost wanting to kiss it till she yanked it away from his grip. Charles had a very dirty smile on while he gazed upon his plant biology teacher's disturbed features, "when last did someone touch you that it makes you so upset? Last time I checked you were engaged, what happened to him> he couldn't handle you?" the words oozed from his lips, mockery, and desire laced them.

"That is none of your business! And I have warned you, don't come to me or else—"

"Or else what? You will tell the dean? A very close friend to my father? I mean, I sponsored his last family vacation, so what makes you think he will do anything about it. Instead, he will put you right into my hands." he walked around her, gesturing while settling behind her and trying to wrap his hands around her waist.

Julie freaked and jumped away from him, her back hitting the space just beside her door, opposite to where she was standing previously. Charles found it amusing, and he let out a sly chuckle while Julie's fingers were tightly pressed against the centre of her palm. She wanted to break his face so bad.

"If the dean does not handle you then I will. And trust me, you do not want me to put my hands on you. I don't want to see you around me, dont talk to me, don't look at me and most especially dont touch me, or you will regret it.'' She adjusted herself and went the opposite way. Her phone was charging in her office and she needed to take it but with the way Charles was behaving, it was safer to leave it behind.

She was practically running through the school halls, and soon she found her way out, went straight to her car and got herself in. it didn't take her a minute to start the car, get it in reverse and drive as far as possible away from her workplace.

"I hate him…hate him so much…" she whispered to herself as she drove in a panic, almost crossing the speed limit as tears were just about pouring from her eyes. The thoughts of the previous incident forced her to grip the steering wheel like she was gripping her life and her foot kept hitting the acceleration pedal too far down.

If she didn't slow down, she would get into an accident.

And while that could have happened, it didn't, fortunately. The siren of a police car brought her back to her senses and she was asked to slow down and pack, which she did. She was reprimanded and given a ticket, the officer didn't bother to ask if she was okay or why she was going so fast. She didn't know how to feel about it and wished she would have just collided with a truck or something.

"No Julie…" she reprimanded herself for such destructive thoughts and looked at the ticket, another expense she knew she didn't need. She stood at the side of her car for a while, mindlessly gazing at the numbers, wanting to cry so bad until she heard another honk.

"Mendoza??! OMG!!" She knew that high-pitched scream anywhere, and she was just as surprised to see the woman get out of her luxury sports car and run all the way to the side of the road in some pink bum shorts and a camisole. The first thing she gave Julie was a massive bear hug, they were so close that her tennis cap ended up being tilted backward and eventually fell off her head, "Julie! Oh my God! Where have you been?! I don't see you any more with Christopher, and he never talks about you! Are you guys fighting again?" she gave a cute pout at the end and Julie couldn't help the smile that graced her features, "what are you doing here alone beside this car?"

"Uh it is nothing Camilla." she tried to hide the ticket from her, but eventually she saw and Camilla felt bad for her, "its… I am just having a rough day." her shoulders slumped as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Well TGIF! Let's go have some fun then, you don't need to be sad today Julie." she felt concern for her and ushered her to get into her car, "don't worry, I will take good care of you." she got in the driver seat, and soon they were out, leaving Julie's car for Camila's driver to come pick it up later.

The two ladies were at her house and Camilla had given Julie whatever she wanted and when they got talking, she realized that a lot had changed, "I go for one championship and Christopher becomes an ass! You should have given him some elbows to reset his brain, what happened to the old Julie that I used to know?" Cam was very upset with what she was hearing and swore to hit Christopher with her bat when she ever saw him again.

Julie let out a small laugh and took a sip of her fruit juice, "well, everything happens for good right? I am getting my body back, and my life too." she smiled to herself, marvelling at how beautiful her friend's house was, "and hopefully I would be able to afford all this and not be looked down on."

"Julie, I know you love plants and all but I really feel you should be a sports person. I mean you have so much potential! Show me something cool!" Cam jumped in her seat, shifting closer to hold Julie's hands, they improved the pleading eyes she was about to give her.

"No, I stopped that, remember?" she was blushing heavily, Cam always had a way of making her do things she swore she would never do.

"Pleeeeeaaaaasssseeee!!" she added the whimper and after a few seconds, Julie let out a loud groan.

"Fine! Ugh!" she got to her feet, she was in a black and white chequerboard skirt and a green loose cardigan, she wore black thigh high socks, taking in a deep breath, closing her eyes, going back to the days she used to practice. Julie started with a series of light jabs and crosses, her punches quick and controlled. She followed with a powerful roundhouse kick, all done to the air and landed perfectly on her feet.

"OMG!! THAT WAS AMAZING! YOU STILL HAVE IT!!" Camila's voice could shatter glass, and it only made Julie blush harder, "wait do it again, I have to get it on camera!" she brought out her phone, but it led to more embarrassment.

"No Cam! Just let it slide okay? I can always show you more later." she puffed, she admitted she was a bit out of breath, it had been a while since she did Muay Thai and wondered if she was still as good as she used to be. Her moves were still well executed, but she needed a bit more energy for each hit now.

"Oh yeah that reminds me!" Cam reached for the drawer just beside her and brought out an envelope, it was black with tints of gold and lots of sparkles, "I won my league and my manager allowed me to host a party, so I am inviting you. And don't say no Julie, or I will never forgive you for this." she pushed the invite into her hand. She felt awkward, she would be so out of place.

"But Cam…uh…fine… I will be there." her friend squealed and wrapped her in a bear hug, choking the air out of her, "Cam, I need to breathe!" she tapped her arm, but she was going to be there for a while.

"Bastard! Keep your form up! Deliver the hit!"

The crowd was going wild as two skilled MMA fighters circled around each other, it was the last round and only a few seconds to spare, Aaron was panting heavily, trying to get the best chance to deliver the super hit to Callisto, but his opponent too had also been throwing him very hard punches and his body was tired.

"Aaron! You better not fail me!" Kim was screaming at him, and he knew he shouldn't, or she would kill him herself. Just about ten seconds left, the opportunity he had been waiting for finally presented himself. Callisto had gone in for another super punch, but Aaron was fast enough to dodge it, delivering his hardest hit yet to his face.

As his gloved hand connected to Callisto's face, his opponent saw stars as blood spilled from his mouth and he was pushed back to the metal structure of the ring before Aaron pummelled him more. He was clearly knocked out, so the referee pulled him apart and that was the end of the match.

The crowd went mad with joy as their favourite MMA fighter had one, his face swollen, but it was worth the victory. The points were counted and Aaron was a whooping five points ahead and was declared the winner.

That was a few nights ago, and now he was relaxing on his couch, sipping champagne and enjoying the half-naked women around him while he and his guys continued to celebrate his victory.

"See you worry too much Kim, my boy is the dawg, ain't no punk ass runt gonna take him down." Big G let out a presumptuous roar that was his laugh and handed Aaron a blunt for him to smoke on before Kim took it and popped it in her mouth, taking a long drag from it.

"He is not allowed to smoke under me." she sat on the armrest beside Aaron while he rolled his eyes at her.

"Oh come on Kim, he is not in the ring any more." Flashy J, brother to Big G, did his best to defend Aaron but one look from Kim, and they were both raising her hands in surrender, "sorry brother, we tried." he told Aaron without a single hint of remorse. Last thing he wanted was his ass getting beat up by a girl.

"So what do I get for winning against Callisto, you have to give me some sort of reward." he turned to Kim as she took long drags of the blunt, admiring the quality of the pot she was blowing.

"Hey I got an idea, my babe is hosting a party, she just won her league too. You made me a lot of money, so I can get you in, VIP." Shawn gave Aaron a heavy pat on his shoulder and the men began to laugh and not their heads in approval, it meant lots of girls, smoke, and drinks. Kim who was in the middle of it all let out a scolding cough, "uhh…that is if Manager Kim here approves." even Shawn didn't want to get his ass destroyed either.

"Stop it." he kept nudging her to the side, hoping she would agree. Her eyes were closed in annoyance, but eventually she let out a long sigh, "fine, but if I see you doing something stupid, I swear I will send you back to Jesus." her eyes lit up in flames and the boys knew they needed to be careful.

"Yes ma'am!" They all saluted her before she told one of the serving girls to follow her inside one of his rooms.

"Ah bro, finally you gon' have some real fun! Friday by 9pm, don't miss it. Them Caribbean babes be showing, and that ass be banging. We all gon' get lucky." Shawn handed him the invite, it was a black invite with hints of hold all over it, tons of sparkles, only for the VIP members. Aaron stretched his hand out, a devious smirk on his face as he admired the artistry of the card.

"Sure, I will be there." He was ready to party!.