pg+13

“I’m Molly. And is Sean the kid I whacked with one of my crutches yesterday? Shane, Jasper, get over here.” I said when they didn’t answer me at first. They still didn’t respond. “You hit him upside the head with a crutch? I knew it didn’t look like a fist left that mark. What’d he do to provoke you into that?” John asked, a wicked grin starting to spread across his face. “Jasper, Shane, get over here. She doesn’t bite, but she’ll kick your sorry butts if you provoke her.” John said grinning at me. “He and his friends were beating up my little brother for some reason, so I hit him upside the head when they started inviting a fight.” I said. "Shane, Jasper, get over here." He ordered, finally snapping them out of their shock. I sat up, wincing at the pain in my ankle. "Yeah, t**hat'**ll hurt for a while. It looks like I've found my match, at least when she's hurt. I've never seen anybody fly into a fury like that." John said while rubbing his bad eye. "Sorry about that. My system's been lacking adrenaline so long that it took over. I haven't flown like that in a long, long time. I'm my family's strongest fighter, and I end up saving my brothers butts pretty often. That was why I hit Sean upside the head. Felt good to hit him too." I said. Then I felt somebody's arms supporting my back. I looked backward to find out who had finally snapped out of shock and was willing to hold me again. Again, of course, it was Shane, still shirtless. "Jasper, why don't you go find that brace again." Shane said, looking at me, as if he was daring me to challenge him on that. I groaned and said, "Oh come on! I just got rid of that thing!" He started laughing then. I elbowed him then. "Ow!" I protested against the pain in my elbow after hitting him with it. "Yeah, nobody really finds hitting him to be of much use. Any body who hits him ends up bruising themselves. This boy might as well be made out of iron. Never gets hurt or anything." John mused, fighting laughter as I rubbed my elbow. "You should have known that much from where you slept last night," I heard Rose-Marie say, from a little distance. I felt my face get hot, and I picked up a rock and threw it at her. "That's...interesting." John said, looking at Shane with questioning eyes. "She had a rough day yesterday, and fell asleep while I was holding her." Shane said. I looked up at him, and he was // blushing. Shane was blushing //. Jasper looked at him with a revengeful grin. "Yeah, then you fell asleep." Jasper said, with the smuggest grin I had ever seen on his face. "Nobody wanted to wake them, and they both seemed pretty content. We went home and got a couple of tents, and set them up. They didn't seem to want to join us in the tents, so we just left them alone." Rose said as she reached us with my brace. I picked up another rock, and this time when I threw it, it hit her leg. "OW!" She yelled. "You deserved it." I said, wanting to do so much more to her right now. "It's not my fault that you've got a crush on him and you won't admit it!" She nearly shouted at me. Then I got up and started toward her, ignoring the protest my ankle yelled at me as I did so. As I realized that my ankle wasn't screaming that bad, I lunged toward her with a speed that took everybody by surprise. I tackled her, and automatically, she rolled by accident. "Can't you ever keep your mouth shut?!" I yelled at her as we went rolling down the hill. Then I heard Jeff yell, "Cat fight!!!" and then my whole family was out of the tents and watching us. The boys that were on the top of the hill were down a few seconds later. "Hey!!! Break it up!!!" Shane yelled. "I wouldn't bother if I were you." Jacob said. "When Molly has a cat fight, nobody is ever seriously hurt, just scared out of their