Mia
Was I ever going to catch a break?
Though, watching her charge at me, sent a rush of adrenaline through me. Her face was a mask of fury and it only seemed to ignite anger in me. She charged at me, her eyes filled with a cold, calculating hatred.
I didn't wait for her to reach me. I got up and met her halfway, catching her in the face with a swift punch. She stumbled, seemingly shocked that I had hit her, then she leaped.
She didn't go for my hair or try to scrtach me. She pulled out a knife and swung at me. I dodged just barely avoiding it. Bianca was a mafia daughter in a way that Sophia wasn't. I wasn't completely surprised that she knew something about fighting, but I could tell she didn't have much experience.
I knocked the knife out of her hand before she'd managed to cut
