Razzle Basil (Part 2)
Razzle Basil (Part 2)
Up until my final year at University, I had never been in a fight in my entire life.It’s amazing how quickly that can change, particularly when a guy tries to hit on your girlfriend. Old Scott wasn’t expecting me to confront him inside the Student Union. I suppose that’s why he almost wet himself.‘You didn’t have to do it,’ Tia sighed as she messily chewed on her spag bol. ‘I handled myself pretty well when he tried to chat me up.’I almost choked on my own plate of food (thankfully I had just swallowed the final mouthful).
‘Tia, the creep tried to grope you!’‘You’re not worth the effort,’ Scott had said, when I had requested he fight me then and there. ‘Tia deserves a better man, you know?’As he turned his back on me, I saw red. The next I knew, I was grappling with him, trying my hardest to place my hands around his stupid neck. He fought back, hard.He made a valiant effort to defend himself, until my knee drove heavily into his lower back. There was a sharp cracking sound, followed by a howl of pain.Whatever I had caused him, I hoped it had inflicted some lasting damage.‘I don’t like it when you’re aggressive, even if its just to protect me,’ Tia revealed. I arched my eyebrows in confusion.
‘Then how do you suggest I fight off the men who try and touch you up?’ I asked.‘You don’t need to. I had already dealt with him with a swift kick to the meat and two veg.’Naturally, we threw a rocking masquerade party to celebrate that revelation.In all honesty, despite I was obviously amazed that Tia was a kickass young lady, I was secretly impressed that I had got away with almost breaking someone’s back. I would have assumed that kind of behaviour could have got me kicked out of University, or worse, thrown in jail. It made me think that I could perhaps get away with a bit more than that in the future.Our final results came around quicker than I anticipated.I ended up scraping my way through with a 2:1.Tia was surprised she had achieved a 2:2, despite she had flunked her final few assignments (it turned out that a Technology degree is hard as balls).She was so eager to receive her diploma that she forgot to wear her cap and gown on the big day. I was polite enough to lend her my gown when she inevitably became cold.‘Where do we go from here?’ Tia asked later that day, when we were sitting in the snow, freezing our arses off.‘Well…’ I slid closer to her side. I tilted my head up to the sky, her eyes following suit.