Brother  verses  Sister  Combat  XXV
by  Buzz  Haywood  buzzhaywood@yahoo.com
440 matches, Lauren with 434, and me with 6.


Pittman Pike is 2,058-0 and VWA World Heavyweight Champion.

Lauren takes on a classmate!

I returned home from a day at college. I was angry. Some punk at school I had
to put up with.

The guy is a complete and utter jerk. A complete cocky scumb bag moron.

Lauren noticed I was in a bad mood. "Uh oh!" she said.

"Just some moron from class," I said.

"Oh, is it that egotistical guy I've been hearing about?" she asked.

"Aw, you've heard about this."

"Yup!"

So I went and told how this creep goes and insults classmates for asking
questions and for not understanding certain subject matter. Lauren felt it was
horrible. Also he goes walking around like he's the best thing in the world.

This blowhard has even been picking on and bullying the disabled and the
handicapped. Nobody has done a thing about this. Lauren was furious now.
Lauren decided to sit in on this class with Buzz, after all she did plan on
taking this class eventually.

So she sat in the next day. The rude classmate noticed her immediately. "Hi!"
he said. "I haven't seen you here before." He was exactly the way I had
described to her. "Just sitting in today," she responded. "Oh, well lucky us,"
he said. "No, lucky me, as long as I don't get thrown out," she replied. The
creep was practicly looking down her shirt. I wanted to kill him.

I was then asked to read my report to the class. As I went up to the class,
the creep started trash-talking me. "This guy is an idiot," he said. Lauren
made a look. Creep Boy smirked. "What's your name, by the way?" he asked.
"Lauren." "Pretty name for a pretty girl."

Oh gosh! Lauren actually smiled at the creep. "And what's your name?" she
asked him. "John." I continued my report. "What an idiot this guy is," John
moaned. "What's wrong?" Lauren asked. "Listen to this guy," he insisted.

"It seems like you don't like him very much," she said.

John smirked.

"Naw, he's a goof," the jerk responded.

"What upsets you about him?" asked Lauren.

"The guy's a big fool," butt boy responded.

Lauren seemed frustrated.

"So basically you hate him for no reason, correct?" she asked him. The bastard
shrugged. "Guess so," he says. Day after day Lauren viewed his antics up
close. John acted like a little kid. The jerk is full of himself like I said.
John has a huge ego. Any intelligent person cannot stand him!

And he kept flirting with Lauren. "Got a pen, sugar?" asked the moron. "You
want me to share my pen with you?" asked Lauren. "Sugar, you have to share it
all," the idiot responded. Later on I was having lunch on campuss with Lauren.
John the Jerk was staring at us.

What did this stupid jerk want now? I excused myself to go use the bathroom.
John went up to her while I was there. "Hey Lauren, why are you hanging out
with that Buzz creep?" the bufoon asked. "Why are you so upset?" she counter
asked. "Because you're a classy chick, that's why," he shot back.

Lauren looked at him and chuckled. "Calm down and let me explain something to
you," she said. "Listen Lauren, Buzz is a loser," he yelled. I was right
behind him. "A loser, huh?" I said, loudly. John was startled. "Oh boy," he
said. I looked him in the eye. "I think it's time we had this out," I said.
John looked at Lauren.

"You told him?" he asked, shocked. "Listen John-" "You did tell him-" "You're
not listening..." "But I'm awesome..."

I'd heard enough. "I'll be outside," I told him. Soon John met me out there,
with that stupid look on his face. Lauren followed. "So after hanging out with
a hot chick you suddenly think you're the man now," he accused.

I kicked him in the stomach. Then I clotheslined him down. "Buzz, Campass
Police on their way," Laured shouted. We ran as John remained down. The next
day I saw him in class. John went up to me. "I saw you on the computer,
wrestling, you're a wrestler," he said, "it was you against a masked dude."

"Yes, that was me," I responded. "So...you and Lauren, huh?" I looked at him
funny. "Me and Lauren what?" I asked. "Well, I think it's pretty obvious," he
shot back. "You obviously don't know what you're talking about," I said.
"Regardless, this isn't over yet," he threatened.

The next day he had another word with me. This time he was laughing. "Lauren
is your sister and she kicks your ass!" John exclaimed. I just walked by him.
"How does that feel, Buzz?" I continued walking. "I bet I can beat you,
Haywood!" I stopped walking. "Is that a challenge, John?" I demanded. John
smirked. We agreed to a match.

At this point Pittman Pike is 2,098-0 and still VWA World Heavyweight
Champion. I won the match against John in 4:48 and so he was already demanding
a re-match. In the next match he beat me in 5:54 and injured my rotator cuff.
Of course, Lauren challenged him. John laughed it off, so Lauren punched him
straight in the jaw. Now John wasn't laughing anything off. The challenge was
accepted. So in the ring she immediately begun clubbering him. She began
kicking him and kicking him. She gave him a DDT. Then she pinned him and won
in 56 seconds. John was embarassed and wanted another match to redeem himself.
In the next match Lauren gave him two pile drivers and pinned him for the win
in 58 seconds. John was hurt, but still wanted another chance. In the next
match she defeated him in one minute by submission with a camel clutch. John
still wanted another chance. Lauren just laughed at him. I don't think John
was going to go away yet.