A Nice Sunday....
"Sammy! Hurry up! Your gonna be late for your first class here" Sammy's mom yelled at Sammy who was still getting ready for his class upstairs.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, shiesh, never let a guy chill huh..." Sammy replied his moms call.
"Well you can chill when you get there, quick, times a wastin'' Sammy's mom continued to yell.
"I cant chill when I get there, when I get there the class will start" said Sammy trying to correct his mom.
"Don't you back sass me, I'm your mother!" Sammy's mom got mad.
"Sorry mom~" Sammy appologised.
"I forgive you, now you get down here this instant!" his mom said.
"But I look ridiculous" said Sammy slowly while walking down the stairs.
"No you don't" she said after hearing Sammy's comment on his old taekwondo uniform.
Suddenly Sandra came walking out of the kitchen with chips in her hands. She looked up and saw her brother in the uniform. First she revealed a grin that gets wider and wider till she grins from ear to ear. Then she started to giggle then finally laughs aloud. Her mom heard her.
"Sandra! What's so funny?" her mom asked after hearing Sandra's reaction to the attire.
"Sammy" Sandra replied then continues to laugh like crazy.
"See I told you mom!" Sammy said then tried to walk back sulking.
"You come back here and start driving to class" Sammy's mom said to him before he could go any further upstairs.
"And Sandra, do you want me to send you to taekwondo too?" she continued.
"Nooo~!" Sandra yelled in disapproval
"Okay, now you go to your room, and Sammy, Sammy? I guess he went already.. Why are you still here?" Sandra's mom said to Sandra.
"I'm going, I'm going.. sheish!" Sandra replied in frustration.
~~~~~~At the gym where Taekwondo class is held~~~~~~
"Good Morning, Sir" the class said to the instructor then bowed.
"Yes, Good Morning, class" the instructor replied.
"Everyone follow me" he continued. When he was just about to start running, someone approached him.
"Good Morning, Sir. Sorry I'm late." Sammy said to the sir and bowed.
"Okay, follow me" replied the sir.
'Hmm.. she looks familiar' this popped in Sammy's head while running in the gym as told by the instructor. After the running, jogging and some stretching exercises...
"Okay, everyone get in pairs" the sir said after finishing the run exercises.
"Sammy, you will be doing this exercise with Shelly since her usual partner, David, is absent today" he continued after checking everyone and saw Sammy with no partner.
"Its you?!" said Sammy and Shelly simultaneously.
"Get ready for free sparring" the sir said, then a row of black belts appear to assist the instructor for the sparring...
"Wow, everything is so well organised here, unlike my old class..." Sammy thought to himself while putting on the paddings given to him.
"Ready!" the sir said informing everyone to be prepared.
"Set!" then all the students got to the right stances for sparring.
"Go!" with that, Sammy and Shelly started to kick each others butts. The first kick came from Sammy, but Shelly blocked with a lower block. Then she continues with a turning kick, almost hits Sammy, when he dodges it by sliding back then continues to do a side kick and hits her leg, where Sammy did not intend to hit just proves how rusty he is in taekwondo. Shelly respons by kicking him at the leg also, 'just for kicks'. Not long after, the sir blowed the whistle to stop everyone. The lesson continued with everyone in rows.
"Everyone take five" sir said after seeing that some ware gasping for air.
"Hi, Sammy,rite?" Shelly started the conversation then took a sip of water from her pink bottle.
"Hi Shelly. Yup, its Sammy" Sammy responded then took his green bottle and took a huge gulp of water.
"You didn't tell me you took Taekwondo" Shelly asked.
"Well, you didn't ask.." Sammy answered in a sarcastic-tone.
"Pfft~, so what belt are you?" Shelly continued her questioning.
"Red one. You?" Sammy responded.
"Red two. I'm on a higher level. Yay!" gloated Shelly.
"Not for long~!" Sammy exclaimed.
"You know, if you go for grading, I'm going too" Shelly said while rolling her eyes.
"Your gonna be ready for a black belt in two weeks?" Sammy said also rolling his eyes.
"TWO WEEKS!! HOW DID YOU KNOW?!?" Shelly said suddenly interested.
"Like I said before, unlike you, I asked the sir" Sammy responded, still being sarcastic.
"Dude! Do you have to be sarcastic all the time?" Said Shelly.
"FOREVER!! Its my hobby, F.Y.I." Sammy replied stressing the 'F.Y.I.'.
"Did I ask?" Shelly tried being sarcastic.
"You didn't have to. I can tell your dying to know, because I'm psychic" Sammy said raising his eyebrows.
"Sure ya are..." Shelly said while pushing Sammy away in a friendly way.
"Five minutes are up. Everyone line up accordingly" the instructor said looking at his watch.
The class continued........
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