"Good morning Father! You wanted to see John right?", Natalie spoke first.
"Yes yes. You should be one who does Karate right?", the priest asked while looking at me.
"Ahh, yeah! That's me.. How could i be of help?", i replied in a bored tone because i thought it would be some boring thing that he wants me to do.
"Great! I hope you are aware of the recent increase in cases of rapes, kidnapping and robbery in our country?", he stretched back on his chair.
"Yes, father it is quite unfortunate."
"Yes it is, so i need to find a solution for this. That's when Natalie told me you know Karate. So i thought if you could teach a few people how to do karate then it would help us a lot!", his face glowed in excitement.
Subconscious Mind:- "You don't DO karate father! Then again i wouldn't want him to correct the priest on stuff like grammar. Mom told him never to speak ill about the priest, uhhhh soooo many restrictions!"
Natalie looked at me with that face you show to someone if you could have the last piece of pizza. The room was silent for a second and i thought about it, if i could teach these people karate it would reduce the crime in the church district. Then again i was only a purple belt, so i didn't actually have the authority to teach people Karate, but my subconscious had a different idea so i decided to agree with the idea.
Subconscious Mind:-" No i don't have a separate idea! Don't accept the offer! You're not even a black belt!"
"I'll do it!", i said and lifted my hand for a handshake with the priest.
He didn't even bother shaking my hand, he got up and hugged me. This was different.
"Thank you John! You don't know how much this means to us!"
"Oh! No need for the thanks Father. I'm just doing a good deed.", i said while waving my hair in front of Natalie.
"So should i inform the people about the practice from next week? And you'll can use the extra room in the convent for practice.", he asked in an excited voice.
"Yeah yeah, i'll be there.", i said.
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"You've done a good job of helping the parish, i'm proud of you!", Natalie said and then punching my shoulder.
"That's true, but all of this is happening because of you recommending me to the priest, right?", i replied and then punching her on her shoulder.
"Yeah, that's true so if there is anything good coming out of this then i should get the credit right?", she flaunted her hair.
"Oh hell no! I'm the one doing the work, i need to get ALL the credit.", i put my hands in my pocket.
"Oh please! Your moves alone will not help them from danger, they need my inspirational speeches to survive!", she said while gesturing the way Hitler does.
"Ya right! The JEWS didn't do well with THAT Inspirational Leader, i wonder what will happen to the Christians now that a female impressionist is there to speak!", i nudge her with a finger.
"Hey! I'm not like him! I'm just using his gesture that's it! Also don't you ever imply on the word female and think that we can't do what you men can do!", she revolts and slaps me on the back.
"As you say MY LADY! I'm at your service!", i replied and bowed down in fake respect.
Natalie laughs and starts to hit me even more now, and then pulls me away from the room of the priest towards the main hall.
Then the only thing i see is a hoard of teenagers running at us and then my face gets covered, For the Love of God!
I was getting whacked into a pulp. I didn't know who was hitting me, with what were they hitting me, but the only part of it i liked was that i was still holding hands with Natalie....somehow...don't ask me that.
"Enough!", i roared in anger.
I still couldn't see a thing because there was a cloth on my face. I removed it and saw that my classmates were smiling at me with sticks, books and wet handkerchiefs in their hands. Oh these bastards ambushed me with such mediocre weapons that surprisingly hurt a lot!
"Happy birthday John!!!!", unison voice of guys.
"Aww you guys remembered! Thanks a lot!", i replied while hugging each of them.
Then Mark called me from behind, i turn around and i get smacked with a cake on my face! Why!!!!!!!
"Happy birthday punk!", you didn't think you're going home clean right?", Mark asked.
"Uh!!! Mark! Come here you bitch!", i picked up the cake and started chasing him.
Seriously birthdays are tough to handle.
"John! I'm going home, my parents are leaving.", Natalie said.
"Coming!", i replied after smacking the cake on Mark's face.
She looks at me and laughs and says,"Boys."
"True that!", i replied.
"Alright i catch up with you on Monday at school then?", she asked.
"Sounds right! Bye Love.", i said.
"Bye! Wait what?", she turned back.
"What?...um i said i loved it...this friendship of ours...hanging out etc...", i said in a nervous tone.
"Oh yeah today was fun, really looking forward to your karate class Bestie! Bye!", she hugged me and waved back.
I waved back.
Subconscious Mind:- "Why can't you just confess it to her? Are you scared that she might reject you?"
"Yes Subconscious Mind, i don't want to ruin this friendship because of it!"
That's how i let go of ONE more chance.
#afraid
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