Girls Fighting By Mook The fights that I'll be telling you about were the best fights. There have been others, but they were either just shoving matches or too one sided. I got into fighting at a very young age. So I was always looking for an opportunity to get a fight started. Some schools had more fighting than others. It's wild how different neighborhoods influence the level of fighting. The first real good one was between two girls I had wanted to see fight for a long time. Both had toughgirl reps in the neighborhood, and I had already seen them fight and beat other girls. They both were natural fighters. They were cute, athletic, not afraid to fight, and fast punchers. Julie was this real cute Italian girl who lived two doors down from my grandparents house. We had a thing for each other and Julie had a great body. I loved watching her carry her little brother around the neighborhood. She had really tight arms and liked to show them off. She was 14 at the time, about 5'6 115lbs, I was a grade under her. The other girl Kim was this Italian/Polish toughgirl, into gymnastics, a cheerleader, and was about the same size as Julie. Rumors had been started about each girl saying that they could take the other in a fight. Kim had beaten up a friend of Julie's in the past and this friend was trying to get them to fight also. Kim had a softball game at the Jr. High ballpark. Julie was there with her little brother. The girls kept eyeing each other throughout the game. After the game, Kim and another teamate started out to the back end of the field, indicating her desire to fight. It was already getting dark out, and there was no one at that end of the field. Julie got another girl to take her little brother home, and we started our walk over. My buddy and I were on our BMX bikes, so we just sat on them and walked them over there with her. There was an awesome vibe in the air as we walked over. We could tell it was going to be good. As we got closer, I could see kim getting ready, she was tightening her ponytail, etc. When we got into talking range, Julie said "Kick my ass bitch......" Kim was just smiling right at Julie. Julie clenched her teeth and said it again "Kick my ass...." As she said it she was starting to throw the first punch. Kim reacted almost immediately with a counter punch. They went for some blow to blow and then would clinch and grab hair and punch. At one point, they pummeled each other right into our bikes before we could roll back. I could see both of their faces inches away. The red welt marks on their faces, blood starting to show, and a big chunk of hair dangling from Julie's head. She told us to "move back" without missing a beat. Julie then pulled Kim's head to the side, and they both hit the ground hard. I could hear the wind get knocked out of them. They kept punching on the ground. Julie must have taken ten good face shots in a row by Kim, and still kept punching herself. The stadium lights in the distance lit up Julie's face as her head was right against the ground but facing us. Her nose was busted and blood was all over her face and you could see it pooling on the grass below her mouth as she would breath in and out. Kim's nose and face were also bleeding pretty good. The fight lasted a good 10-15 minutes, both gave and took major punishment. As we started to walk home, Julie held the bottom of her tee shirt( that was already splattered with blood up to her nose.) The hair around her face was loose and matted with blood. Halfway home her nose stopped bleeding enough that I could give her a ride on my handle bars. Her hands and knuckles still had blood on them, and I remember the blood smears on the chrome of my bike. When they came back to school they talked about fighting again, but then later became friends. This was, BY FAR, the best fight male or female I'd ever seen, up to that point. After that fight, I became somewhat obsessed with girlfriends fighting, sex, and everything related to it. I guess to a certain degree I still am. I'm reliving it by writing about it. "A LABOR OF LOVE"