what we were using. I turned to face her and burst out laughing.
I mean, I laughed and kept laughing.
Swords. She was squaring off with a fairy in swords. The bitch would need all of the cheating she could do and would still lose.
“You won’t be laughing soon,” Blake hissed at me.
“Oh no, I will be,” I snickered, shaking my head as I headed for my stuff. I pulled out my custom sword and headed back towards the match area. I glanced around and found Colton and Mr. Rothchild standing together, looking amused. I bowed to my teachers before doing a few basic stretches as if I wasn’t already completely loose.
“This will be fun,” Blake taunted.
“You have no idea,” I mocked. “Do you want a few mulligans?”
She frowned. “What’s that?”
I rolled my eyes. “You all live way too much in your supe world like it’s the only world on this planet. Idiot.”
She rolled her eyes right back with a huff. “The human world isn’t worth knowing.”
“And yet you make money off of it, so you’re a hypocrite. You eat the food they provide. You buy the clothes they make, so you just sound like an idiot.” I glanced over what she was wearing, noting it was almost a carbon copy of my outfit and my normal workout gear.
Fine, I didn’t wear anything all that out there, but now I wore everything from the deal with Lady Jean… And Blake was wearing the exact copy a vampire company had made from their new line the dragons had come up with.
Pathetic.
Which was why “The Real Slim Shady” started playing in my head. It seemed pretty fucking fitting.
And gave me a fairly evil idea to screw with her.
We got the notice to get into position and the whistle sounded for us to go. I didn’t hold back, not one ounce, and gave it my all, easily deflecting her lunge and knocking her sword from her hand so it went flying. I clearly could have had her, but I danced away… And started rapping “The Real Slim Shady.”
Everyone went dead quiet for several beats, and then one person burst out laughing.
I didn’t even need to look to know it was Mel.
“You’re gonna want to get that,” I taunted Blake, gesturing to her sword before going back to rapping and dancing.
She snapped out of it and scrambled for it before I changed my mind, not having the honor or pride to accept I’d beaten her and wasn’t going to embarrass her even more. She came right for me, and I had her disarmed in two moves… Dancing away again instead of ending the fight.
And went back to rapping.
“Shut the fuck up!” she screeched when I did it all over again. She went for her sword and stormed over to me. “How are you doing this? There is no way you’re better than me! The instructor I trained with last year is the best!”
“I’m just better than you, and in everything, Blake,” I mocked as I kept dancing. “Your main problem is your ego. You think you know everything, way more than you do. Who was my sword instructor?”
“Melody! We all know that,” she bellowed as she lunged for me.
“Errrrnnnttt, wrong answer,” I sang as I blocked her. “I graduated from Mel. My current sword instructor is none other than Trigger Rothchild, head of the Rothchild clan, and King Xavier’s dragon knight ninja. Plus, Instructor Larson. So you spent all this time, effort, and money for a fight and didn’t even do the first step of basic research. That’s why you always fail and look the fool.”
She let out some ear piercing noise and tried for me again, losing her sword.
“You think you deserve everything, and all you are is bile, salty bile, who’s so jealous of me and all I work for, that you do everything you can to be like me. It’s pathetic. You’re pathetic, Blake. I pity you. Even if you won today, you needed to have this all set up to get me here, and a special trainer, and on and on, just to get the chance to maybe win. You cheat and would call that winning. It’s sad.”
I shut up when I saw the council members moving out of the corner of my eye. They thought I was about to spring the trap, but I hadn’t even meant that cheating. I shouldn’t have been there in that fight when I had placed out.
I kept tearing her down in front of our vast