backward and said
ridiculously while I bow to them, ‘Good luck on your hunt and I shall be
looking forward for our future acquaintance.’
‘On
my timing, your sixty seconds start now!’ Tony cried out aloud.
‘You’re
mad. Are you trying to let him get away?’ Joey whispered underneath his breath as
he bump and push himself through Tony’s back shoulder.
I
could still hear both of them though. Faster I could hear my inner self
talking. I wasn’t afraid of them but I just wanted to avoid a fight. Tony stand
firm where he was standing keeping his right arm up in front of Joey, blocking
his way.
Then
he turn to Joey and said, ‘Trust me, this shall be fun.’
I
turn around and run.
‘Forty
Seconds!’ Tony shouts out angrily.
‘Run
as fast as you can! You can’t outrun us!’ Joey screams out to praise his friend’s
claim.
I
ran as fast as I could. I wanted to beat them though out number. I could outrun
them. The path I chose ten years ago, way of a Bushido had given me
strength of loyalty, discipline and a sense of security. Self-defence is the
core value of a last resort which I had learned to use only when my life is
under threat. My Sensei will expel any student who disobeys the rules of
the martial art’s school.
Under
the Japanese martial art tradition my teacher aka sensei had taught me
how to control my temper. Way of the warrior aka the bushido had allowed
me to accept others for who they are. Love, respect for others and myself was
the driving force to seek peace. I had to find peace in all circumstances even
at that difficult instance.
Ahead
a few metres down the junction a few pedestrians queued to response with the
traffic light. I dart among two old ladies and a shop keeper, who was sorting
the fruits outside of his sole business. Out of nowhere a cyclist comes out
from a nearby cyclist path on my left in between two shops. He was on the
pavement and blocking my way.
‘Thirty
Seconds, Phil! Shit.... I’ve forgotten to tell you that I’ve lie about the
timing! Here we come!’ Tony shouts sardonically.
I
was planning to dart the cyclist but everything was just way too fast.
She sees me heading towards her that she cried out while she presses the break.
To avoid falling down I throw myself in the air to accommodate a front summer
sault. I land on my leg follows by a front roll to break the fall. I end up
losing my balance while I struggle to stand and fall flat on the floor in a
press up position. My face was inches from being smash to the pavement.
Pure Luck, I thought.
‘Are
you ok Sir?’ A young lady’s voice said from the back.
Sweat
from my face drops on the pavements. I quickly stand up and at the same time,
somebody pull me off from the pavement from my elbow. It was a blond girl with
a familiar face which I fail to notice where I had seen her. Perhaps one of the
beautiful faces I had seen at school.
‘Phil,
Sorry I didn’t see you. You were too fast.’ She said.
I
look behind her and see them pedalling fiercely for me. I had no choice but to
react in order to avoid them. The fight was inevitable.
‘Hi,
umm, no problem, it was my fault.’ I said as I watch Tony and his gang behind
her riding furiously as mad men.
‘Excuse
me have we met?’ I asked her.
They
got closer.
‘Yes,
I’m Tania and my science class is just across yours.’
‘Of
course you are, Tania indeed. Sorry I knew I’ve seen you somewhere but just
misplace your face for some reason.’ I respond nervously as I watch the circus
getting closer to us.
‘Good
run this morning. Never knew you had it in you.’ Tania said in a flattery and
complimentary manner.
By
the electrical pole was her sport’s bicycle.
‘Is
it yours?’ I instantly asked.
‘Yes
it is,’ Tania said.
I
noticed that she was gear up in her bicycle suit and shoes but I had no choice.
I jump on her bicycle and ride out without her approval, ‘Sorry, I’m in
trouble. I’ll lend it and I shall bring it back
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