Hey all! Today's the First Fight / First Kiss blogfest hosted by Dani Bertrand over at Entertaining Interests. Click on the pic to go to get to her blog and read the other entries. But wait! First check mine out. ;)
Okay, so we're supposed to post a snippet of one of our stories first fight today and first kiss on Thursday, but you know I always like to put my own spin on these, so instead of making you read some of my work, I thought I'd share with you my first fight. You know, the real deals.
Now, I fought all the time with my two younger brothers, so throwing fists and kicks was never new to me. But when I was in seventh grade, we had to be bussed to inner city schools as part of an integration project ... and that's exactly where my school was: the projects. My first real fight happened in math class one day after the teacher had stepped out. And of course, it was with probably the toughest little boy in the hood. lol (I don't know how I get myself into these things.)
Anyway, he sat in front of me in class and was turning around and kept getting in my face ( I don't remember exactly why) so what does the brilliant PK do?? I b*@#ch-slapped him right in his face. Well, that did it. From there we stood up and threw kicks and punches. He pretty much whipped my arse. I finally got away from him and had a black eye and bruised cheek. At some point the teacher did come back and sent us both to the principal.
We both got suspended. Uh-huh. Nice.
Don't know what ever happened to him. But it sure makes for a funny memory.
There you have my first fight story. How about you? Have any to share? Don't forget to check out the others .... and come back on Thursday for my first kiss. Woo woo!;)