Tattoos Kisses & Scars

Little Girl

EDITED
Walking into my house I head up stairs to get ready for my fight tonight.

My names, Sara Edwards and im a Street fighter. I started street fighting when i left the Black vipers which is a gang. Oh and by leave i mean might have, maybe killed the leader of the gang. I have blonde long straight hair and light blue eyes. I have a scar above my left eyebrow and i am around 5'4 and I'm seventeen and a half.

Walking out the house i head towards the only place that I can fight in and get paid. strolling through the dark alley. I knock on the rusty metal door, that leads me towards the fight area. Its about twelve at night and only the dim lamp posts give light.

I walk towards the screaming alcohol induced or gambling crazed people. I don't see it at first but I smell the sweat and alcohol after awhile of walking, I see the large sweaty crowd ahead walking towards it i spot my best friend and only friend Tarleigh.

She has brown hair, brown eyes and is a total book freak she's 5'2 she also fights here, but she has a completely different reason than i do. While I fight for the fun, she has to fight to support her dad due to her mum being killed and her dad going into a depressed coma and never coming out of it.

I met her while i was in the ring and she was my opponent, we both had a good fight, we were both evenly matched but in the end i beat her because she wasn't focusing properly, but she is still a great fighter.

"Hey Tar what are you doing here? I thought you weren't fighting till tomorrow?" i ask her while observing the fight that's currently taking place in the ring.

Tarleigh only ever fights on Tuesdays and Saturdays, due to school and her other job as a check out chick.

"Oh i wanted to watch you fight but i have to leave cause Dad's refusing to eat again" she states flicking through her phone.

Sighing i nod and say goodbye to her.

"Hey Mike can you call me up?" i shout over the rowdy crowd. He nods, then heads up to the ring, Mikes the announcer of the ring. He is around thirty four, has brown hair and eyes and makes sure no one dies on the ring, well most of the time.

"Star your going on now!" Mike shouts out over the crowd i nod in understanding.

He announces me silencing the crowd. I take off my jacket placing it on the fence and walk into the ring. Looking at my opponent I relies its a girl, she's around 5'7 with red hair, her builds quiet buff but she's limping on her left leg slightly.

As soon as the starting bell goes I focus on her weak point. I fake a turn on my right to distract her. She notices it and goes towards to defend it. I jump towards my left and hit her left leg while she aims for my right but looses balance on her weak leg. I uppercut her jaw and she punches my stomach in return causing me to slightly hunch over. Punching her left cheek and then her nose, i notice the blood dripping from her nose and the crooked angle its on, indicating its broken. I kick her in the stomach with my left leg, just as she punches my left cheek with her right hand. Getting tired of this game i aim for her nose again and strike it hard completely knocking her out cold.

"Are winner yet again Sara!" Mike announces and pulls my hand up intp the air as a sign of victory, i smirk and head out of the ring.

Putting my leather jacket back on, i head towards the dealer and collect my winnings for today, which is about three hundred dollars then start walking back towards home.

Around ten minutes from home i hear a commotion in an alley way across the street.

Now if i wasn't able to beat up a mugger i wouldn't have stopped but i can so here we are. I cautiously walk into the alley way and quickly duck behind a wall to see three figures standing together next to a pile of something?