Note: I decided to add a couple things to Angelina's bio hobby-wise. She's now a black belt in taekwondo and a gymnast. Also, links to what her costume and weapons look like are on my profile.
A few days later I decided to head over to the gym to train, I knew I was definitely gonna need it if I was going to be fighting crime. I went into the girl's locker room and changed into some black spandex capris and a dark pink sports bra. Then I pulled my hair into a high ponytail, threw my clothes in my duffle bag, and put it in a locker.
A few minutes later I was practicing my punches and kicks on a punching bag. "While I'm doing this I might as well think of a good superhero name. Hmm… I think I'll be known as… Knockout! Yeah, knockout!" I said excitedly before I jumped up and did a reverse hook kick on the bag.
All of a sudden, I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. "So, you thought you could escape me. Not so fast…." A deep, sinister voice said. I let out a loud yell and wasted no time grabbing the guy's wrist and flipping him on his back.
To my shock and embarrassment, the guy I just flipped was Chris. I let out a loud gasp. "Oh my god Chris I'm so sorry! You just scared the crap outta me and I panicked and…" I stammered as I helped him up. This was an official 'FML' moment for me to say the least. "Angelina relax, I'm fine," he said, his voice slightly strained.
He cleared his throat and chuckled nervously, "Wow, you're really strong. Do you fight a lot?"
"Yeah, I've been taking gymnastics and taekwondo for almost 6 years now," I replied with a shrug.
He however, looked shocked and intimidated, "Erm okay, well now I know to never piss you off because I don't want to end up in a coma."
I chuckled and lightly punched him in the arm, "Don't worry, I would never do that. What are you doing here anyway?" I raised an eyebrow. He looked around awkwardly, "Well um, I was hanging out at Atomic Comics across the street and I saw you. I kind of um, followed you because my dad and I are going to the movies and uh, I was wondering if you wanted….. to go… with me? Well, us…"
By now, his cheeks were pretty much redder than a tomato. I laughed a bit, "Sure, I'd love to. Just let me go shower and change first." He nodded and I went back to the locker room.
Thirty minutes later, I came out of the locker room dressed in a black shirt that had batwing sleeves, black leggings, and black platform ankle boots. My hair was left down and I had on a chunky silver necklace which had flowers on it and a cross in the center.
I put my duffle bag on my shoulder and saw that he was waiting by the door, his back was turned. I cleared my throat and he turned around and his eyes widened slightly but then he smirked a bit. "You look great."
I blushed, "So, what movie are we seeing?"
"Vampires Suck," he grinned.
I snickered, "A movie that makes fun of Twilight, huh? Count me in."
He laughed and we left the gym and hopped into the backseat of his black Mercedes. After a couple minutes, he then looked at me. "We're going to get my dad first, I just hope he doesn't take too long this time…" He grumbled.
"What does he do?"
"He has his own business." Was all he said and I just shrugged and left it at that.
Ten minutes later we pulled up in front of a building that said 'Frank's Lumber Supplies.' I looked over at Chris who now had an annoyed look on his face, probably because his dad was still inside. "Don't worry; I'm sure he'll be out in a couple minutes…" I said. He just rolled his eyes, "Knowing him, that's highly unlikely..." Just then, a bald man in his fifties opened the door and sat next to Chris.
"Sorry you had to wait buddy," he said.
"The movie is starting in ten minutes," Chris retorted.
"It's okay, we're cool. We're only gonna miss the trailers"
"Yeah but I wanna get some popcorn," Chris replied, bitterly.
His dad looked over at me and then back at him, "So who's your friend son?"
"Dad, this is Angelina. Angelina, this is my father," he mumbled.
"Frank D'Amico," He said, extending his hand.
I smiled and shook it, "Nice to meet you sir."
He cocked an eyebrow, "Wow, that's quite a grip you've got there. You involved in any sports?"
I grinned and nodded, "Yup, I'm a black belt in taekwondo and I also take gymnastics. I've been involved in both for about 6 years now"
"What a coincidence, I myself happen to be a black belt. Maybe you and I could spar sometime, show me what you've got."
"Just don't expect me to hold back," I smirked.
He laughed a bit, "Looks like you've caught yourself a feisty one son."
Chris's cheeks turned red, "We're not dating Dad!" he yelled. I'll admit, that hurt. I mean, I know it's true and all but still, he could've been less harsh about it. Ugh, so this is what the 'friend zone' feels like, insert eye roll.
"Yeah, we're just friends…" I said, trying to hide the hurt in my voice.
Frank raised an eyebrow, "Just normal friends or friends with benefits?"
"DAD!" Chris yelled again. His cheeks turned redder and I felt my own heating up as well.
Frank just chuckled and looked at his bodyguard, "When we get in there, get Chris some popcorn, ok?" He looked over at Chris again, "What do you want to drink? You want a Pepsi?"
"Yeah, that's fine."
Then he looked at me, "Angelina, you want some popcorn? Nachos? A soda? Candy? It's on me."
I didn't want to be rude but I also didn't want to impose either, "Oh, that's really not necessary…" I replied, meekly.
"Nonsense, I insist. Now what do you want?"
"Um, just some nachos and a medium Pepsi…" I mumbled. He nodded and looked back at his bodyguard, "Get Angelina some nachos and a Pepsi. And I'll have an icee, mixed. Like when they mix the red one and the blue one, and a pack of twizzlers."
I could feel myself mentally shaking my head and snickering on the inside as the car drove off. Once we pulled up outside the theatre, I opened the door and got out. Then Chris got out, followed by Frank, and then their bodyguard. Just as we were about ready to walk through the doors I saw Todd, Marty, and Dave walk out of the theatre. They saw me and waved, I waved back. "Friends of yours?" Chris asked, looking at them.
"Yup, I've known them since kindergarten, they're like my brothers."
"Cool," he replied and we walked inside. Within the first five minutes of the movie, Chris and I were laughing our asses off and I swear I could hear his dad and even their bodyguard chuckling as well. I briefly looked over and noticed Chris's dad gesturing for Chris to put his arm around me. I didn't want them to know I was onto them so I quickly looked back at the screen and ate some of my nachos.
After about a minute or so, I felt Chris's arm around me and I looked at him. Even though it was dark in the theatre, I could still tell that he was blushing. I laughed quietly and put my head on his shoulder. His eyes widened a bit at first but I knew that he was grinning on the inside. Once the movie was over, Chris's bodyguard drove me home and Chris was nice enough to walk me to my door.
I smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, "I had a great time…"
"Yeah, me too…" After a few seconds of awkward silence, I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed a bit and I chuckled and took a pen out of my bag and wrote my number on his hand.
"Feel free to call or text me tomorrow or, whenever," I laughed nervously. "Will do," he chuckled and walked back to the car and drove off. I smiled again and opened the door and quietly closed it behind me.
I started to tiptoe in but my parents were already waiting for me and boy did they look pissed. They pretty much gave me a lecture on letting them know where I am and who I'm with, how devastated they'd be if something ever happened to me, etc. I told them it wouldn't happen again and walked upstairs to my room.
My face literally lit up like a Christmas tree when I saw a box on my bed. I opened it and pulled out my costume and held it up, followed by my boots, my belt, and my wig, "These are so badass…" I said excitedly.
Then I saw the Sais and I picked one of them up. I walked over to my window and held it up, it shined in the moonlight and I grinned, "These are pretty fuckin' awesome too. I just need to practice with them." I then put on my costume and looked at myself in the mirror, "Heh, get ready for a lifetime of being one hell of a Knockout." I smirked and picked up my cell phone and took a picture of myself.
I sent the pic to Dave and within 5 minutes, I got a text back; 'Whoa, your costume is pretty badass Angel! What do you think of mine?' Then I got a picture of him in his costume. I grinned and replied, 'You're lookin' pretty epic yourself Dave' I took off my costume, put it back in the box along with my Sais, and placed them in the back of my closet.
I saw that I had another text from Dave which said; 'Meet me in the alley by Atomic Comics after school tomorrow, we're gonna go fight some crime.'
'Will do!' I wrote back. Then I turned off my light and got into bed. 'Let's hope this doesn't end badly…' I thought before falling asleep.