Strumming my Heart
True Colors
**Brian POV**
Ouch. For being such a small girl, she could hit hard. I guess that’s the Sanders gene. After hitting me twice, she spun on her heel and stalked out of the room. “Amii, wait. Please just hear me out!” I called at her back. She stopped dead before turning around slowly.
Amii glanced at her watch “What Haner? You have 5 minutes before I walk out of here.” I took a deep breath, but before I could open my mouth, a tall, skinny guy came rolling in like a drunk ninja. “Jimbo, can’t you see that we’re trying to talk?” She said, exasperated.
Jimmy grinned at her, his sky blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “Matty Dearest wanted to make sure that you didn’t kill Brian too bad.” I snorted.
“Too late, Sullivan… Ames already got m face and my abs!” I muttered darkly. No matter how good of a friend you are, I will not stand for being hit, and I was not afraid to hit a girl.
Amii laughed out loud, a sound so beautiful, it hurt. “Ha, ‘abs‘. That’s a good one, Bri! Its more like ‘flabs’!” And with that, she turned and bounced out of the room, taking Zacky and Jimmy with her. Good. Now I could have some alone time, just me, my thoughts, and a beer.
**Amii POV**
I laughed out loud at some song that Jimmy was singing about buckets and grapes, trying to get Brian’s face out of my mind. He looked angry, dark, unforgiving. “Hey guys, I’m going to go to my room to change really quick, then we can go to the pool.” The guys released a chorus of ‘Ok’s’ and dispersed to find swim trunks.
The walk upstairs to my room was short, so I walked up the flight of steps and down the hallway. Then my foot his something, and I tripped, falling face-first into the wall. I cursed as my nose began to bleed for the 2nd time today. “Well, well, well. Look who we have here, without any protection.”
Brian Haner stepped out of the shadows and smirked. Now I was scared… I knew Brian had no remorse about hitting people of the other gender. His hand flew out and caught me cheek bone, leaving a bruise. A foot flew out and kicked my knee, causing me to buckle to the ground.
I thought fast, trying to concentrate on ways to get out, trying not to focus on the frequent blows. I lifted up my knees and brought them to my chest so I was in a fetal position, then kicked as hard as I could, sending him flying across the hall. I stood up and spit in his face. “Nice try, but I wasn’t born yesterday… In fact, I’ve been a black belt for how many years now? Right, 6. So good luck on not being sore for a week, especially when the guys get through with you! Toodle-O!” I said, going back into my room to get on my suit.
Ouch. For being such a small girl, she could hit hard. I guess that’s the Sanders gene. After hitting me twice, she spun on her heel and stalked out of the room. “Amii, wait. Please just hear me out!” I called at her back. She stopped dead before turning around slowly.
Amii glanced at her watch “What Haner? You have 5 minutes before I walk out of here.” I took a deep breath, but before I could open my mouth, a tall, skinny guy came rolling in like a drunk ninja. “Jimbo, can’t you see that we’re trying to talk?” She said, exasperated.
Jimmy grinned at her, his sky blue eyes twinkling mischievously. “Matty Dearest wanted to make sure that you didn’t kill Brian too bad.” I snorted.
“Too late, Sullivan… Ames already got m face and my abs!” I muttered darkly. No matter how good of a friend you are, I will not stand for being hit, and I was not afraid to hit a girl.
Amii laughed out loud, a sound so beautiful, it hurt. “Ha, ‘abs‘. That’s a good one, Bri! Its more like ‘flabs’!” And with that, she turned and bounced out of the room, taking Zacky and Jimmy with her. Good. Now I could have some alone time, just me, my thoughts, and a beer.
**Amii POV**
I laughed out loud at some song that Jimmy was singing about buckets and grapes, trying to get Brian’s face out of my mind. He looked angry, dark, unforgiving. “Hey guys, I’m going to go to my room to change really quick, then we can go to the pool.” The guys released a chorus of ‘Ok’s’ and dispersed to find swim trunks.
The walk upstairs to my room was short, so I walked up the flight of steps and down the hallway. Then my foot his something, and I tripped, falling face-first into the wall. I cursed as my nose began to bleed for the 2nd time today. “Well, well, well. Look who we have here, without any protection.”
Brian Haner stepped out of the shadows and smirked. Now I was scared… I knew Brian had no remorse about hitting people of the other gender. His hand flew out and caught me cheek bone, leaving a bruise. A foot flew out and kicked my knee, causing me to buckle to the ground.
I thought fast, trying to concentrate on ways to get out, trying not to focus on the frequent blows. I lifted up my knees and brought them to my chest so I was in a fetal position, then kicked as hard as I could, sending him flying across the hall. I stood up and spit in his face. “Nice try, but I wasn’t born yesterday… In fact, I’ve been a black belt for how many years now? Right, 6. So good luck on not being sore for a week, especially when the guys get through with you! Toodle-O!” I said, going back into my room to get on my suit.
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7/4/13