I sat on bed exhausted. After finally mastering the mazurka,Soph insisted that we go shopping. So, after a day full of designer brands and ice skates, their I was, lying on my bed in peace and quiet. It was good actually. Going quite well. 

Until I got grabbed from behind.

It was a man. I could tell from the size of his arms and the bulge of the muscles pressing against me. The first thing I did was panic but then I remembered the moves from the movie Miss Congeniality: S.I.N.G.

Solar Plexus

Instep

Nose

Groin

So that's what I did. I hit hit him in the four most sensitive areas of the body. I grimaced when I heard a familiar deep voice groan from behind me, "Jason? What are you doing here?"

He only answered with a groan, "Princess, lock your door next time so I remember to knock and not get my balls ripped out." He looked in pain as he rolled around on the floor. I felt bad. I reminded me of myself when I was being clumsy and fell on the floor. Talk about public humiliation. I bent down, "Here, take my hand." He took it gratefully as I hauled him up. 

He rubbed the back of his neck wincing at every movement, "Damn girl, where did you learn that?"

"From a movie. Seriously, you  should watch it"

I smirked at his incredulous face, "Trust me, Think I'm bad? Try Josh. Piss him off or hurt me, he'll give you a run for your money." I said this proudly. He, after all, had taught me every type of sport known to man. He had stayed up with me for hours until I mastered every kick, every punch and every trick in the book. I wouldn't be anywhere without him. I'd just be Fatso Em.

Jason snorted, "I don't plan on it." He was still feeling discomfort so I suggested we go downstairs to get an ice pack. The relief on his face when I gave him the ice pack  was so hilarious, I couldn't help but giggle, "Did I hit you that bad?

He puffed his chest and sat straighter in his chair, scoffing "Yeah right, I'm a man. I don't get hurt."

Smirking, I karate chopped his neck and he doubled over in pain. Again. I grabbed some M'n'M's and ran to my room not forgetting to call back to the grimacing boy in the kitchen,

"Keep telling yourself that sweetie."

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The picture is the moves that Emma does. Try it out, they really work! Sorry it's so short but nothing was coming to my head. I watched Miss congeniality and Miss congeniality 2 recently so I though I would include it. Vote and comment to tell me what you think.

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Saudi Araybia