Well, two guys were arguing outside the chippy. At one point, someone suggested they sort it out the old fashioned way. One person, Owen, was up for a fight. The other, was not.
So instead, a guy called Sam said "RobbenTheBank, why don't you spar Owen??" For whatever reason, I agreed. A nice crowd gathered to watch, and the fight was brought to swift end of when a left jab cut Owen's nose.
I was victorious.
I didn't think it would be that big a deal, until the next day. I arrived at school hearing whispers and rumours. Eventually I was asked "are you sparring Rayfield (a really big stoner)??" I said "I dunno I haven't spoken to him"
Later that day, though, I saw Rayfield. He asked "hey RobbenTheBank, you up for a spar sometime??"
Everyone thought it was crazy. Everyone thought I was an idiot.
But I agreed
The fight was scheduled to occur in the woods near the school that Thursday
Thursday came round, half our year were waiting at the same chippy as me and Rayfield walked down the road
When we were spotted, the whole place became vibrant.
After the initial excitement wore off, we trekked to the woods. We settled for a clearing which most people used for smoking
The fight started slow. I was cautious, due to his superior size. Here's the thing. No one really knew that I was a blackbelt in karate.
Eventually, Rayfield took an alright swing. A deft duck on my part was well received by the crowd. I countered quickly, with a deft hook to his cheek. He was shocked.
I realised I had the upper hand.
Soon, after lots of analysing from both of us, I did something very unconventional
I jabbed at his arm 3 times. The crowd were laughing at how weird it was. He was confused. And in his confusion, he let his guard down.
Quickly, I saw my chance, and landed a quick jab square on his nose
Blood flowed almost immediately
Once again, I was the victor.
Word of my triumph was spreading
Soon, the clash of the titans would occur.
A guy named Sam (not the same one who suggested I spar Owen) came calling. Sam was a big guy. He was also a kick boxer. All the odds were against me. But I accepted the fight. I was confident. I was on a streak
The day of the fight with Sam came. Half the year headed to the woods. Awaiting us were people from other schools. Word has travelled of the going ons at my school, and other schools wanted in on the action.
The fight with sam was a blur, I remember him landing one good punch, and I remember the fight finishing when I broke his nose, to everyone's disbelief. But this was too much of an event for one fight.
Two other fights took place between other people, before I had a rematch with Rayfield. In a similar manner to how I beat him before, I drew blood with a calculated left jab, which brought proceedings to a close
Afterwards, I arranged a fight with a guy named Sunny from another school. But alas, word had spread too quickly, and the head teacher now knew about the events at the woods
The fight with Sunny never came to be
Everyone who so much as witnessed a fight was isolated from school
My punishment was the worst, although no one got off lightly
TLDR; one spar for fun at lunchtime developed into a multi school fight club