I walk in the Martial Arts class and to the empty girls locker room. Being the only girl in the class can feel lonely sometimes. I slip into my attire with a sigh. It really does feel sometimes like I'm the only woman that enjoys guns and fighting. Maybe one day more women will get into it but that day is not today.
I set foot in the room and take my seat amongst the guys and start our 5 minutes of meditation.
Once we finish we go into our routine practices. Front Kick, side kick, round house...back kick. Fluidly moving and breathing deeply, I find myself relaxing into the steps.
Then it was time to spar. My Instructor, Sir Michael always picked me to spar last because I always won...until Lee of course. I glower for a second and then watch each session go by until it was my turn to go against the one of the last guys. He was the 3rd best. I never caught his name but he looked to be in his 20s.
Either way, I won. I always did. Then Lee came in the circle. I learned my lesson last time I fought him to not kick. He has fast reflexes. I sized him up and watched him carefully. We circle each other for a bit.
"Hurry up already!" someone shouted from the outside. I heard Sir Michael shout at them and make steps to bring him outside but that was not my focus.
Lee made the first move going for a gut punch. I deflect him and go for a side punch. he deflects me, double clasps my wrists and I'm flying over his back. I prep my body for the fall and roll back into my fight stance but he is ready and sends his legs under mine.
I jumped in time.
We kept going like that for awhile and finally we break away and go back into a fight stance. I could tell Lee was getting frustrated but he made that stupid smirk again.
"You learn fast." He said and then we went back to avoid and evade with punches. This time I was ready for his attempt to flip me and instead I got him by the arm and boom!
Lee rolled into a fight stance and this time instead of Try to ruin his balance, I kicked him in the face. Lee's head flicked back but he reacted quickly. Using his arms as leverage he got me by my leg and flipped me on my stomach. He then made a finishing punch while I was down and that declared a win.
I rolled on my back and Lee stood over me with his hand stretched out.
"Not bad." he said.
I flicked my foot under his leg and he tumbled down. The other guys snickered. Sir Michael, told them to be quiet. I got up and dusted myself off.
"I'll get better." I told Lee. He huffed and got up.
Sir Michael, called us to do the 5 minute cool down and ended class.
When we were done getting dressed, Lee was standing outside the locker room waiting for me. He looked annoyed which pleased me. I'm glad to see him feeling the perpetual emotion he gives me.
We walked outside and to the bus stop.
"You know you will never beat me right? You can't beat a Devil." he said.
"Then I'll die trying." I told him.
The bus pulled up and we got on to head home.