Ben jabbed me in the ribs. “Hey, Reilly, look who’s coming.”

I sneered. “Just play it cool. He’ll probably ask me if I got my black belt or not on Saturday.”

As Hunter approached, his face took on a sour look. “Well, well, if it isn’t the three dweebs again. You know, no matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to get rid of you guys.”

Perry laughed. “Yeah, they’re like a bad penny. They just keep showing up.”

Hunter glared at me after laughing at Perry’s comment. “So, tell me, orangutan boy, did you end up getting your black belt this weekend?”

I nodded my head and smiled. “Yup, I sure did.”

Perry sneered loudly. “Must’ve been a real easy test.”

“I’d like to see you pass,” Matt blurted out.

“If you’re so tough and all, maybe you’ll finally fight me, carrot top,” Hunter remarked, now standing right in front of me. “After all, if you’re such a big black belt and all, then what do you have to lose?”

“Yeah, fight him, Reilly,” Ben urged.

I smiled at Hunter. “Sure, you name the time and place and I’ll be there.”

Hunter was surprised by my answer and turned to smile at Perry. “Did you hear that, Perry? The little wussie is finally going to fight me.”

“How about right now?” I blurted out.

Hunter was truly impressed. “Sure, but let’s get away from the school where we can fight without getting in trouble.” After scratching his chin for a few seconds, he came up with a plan. “Meet us at the baseball field in fifteen minutes. No excuses, either.”

“Be there or be square,” I remarked proudly.

Perry gave me a shove with his hand. “And don’t wimp out this time.”

As Hunter and Perry walked away, Ben gave them a dirty look. “Reilly never wimps out and he’s going to show you up this time.”

I busted out laughing before slapping a high five with Ben and Matt. “Let’s go, you guys. We’ve got to get to the baseball field.”

“But I’ll miss the bus home and get into big trouble,” Ben stated, now looking worried.

“Dude, this is your one chance to see Reilly finally teach Hunter Maxwell a lesson,” Matt stated.

Ben finally smiled. “Okay, I’ll get grounded for this, but it’s so worth it.”

By the time the three of us walked over to the baseball field a few blocks away from the school, the word had gotten out about a fight between Hunter and me. At least thirty other kids, mainly boys, had walked over to witness the event. When I walked up to the dugout, I spotted Hunter, Perry, and a bunch of other boys who followed them around. Hunter easily impressed the others by flexing his muscles now that his shirt was off and he was feeling macho.

“Well, well, I was thinking that you’d maybe chicken out, little Reilly Hall,” Hunter stated with a smile.

I chuckled. “Me, chicken out? I don’t think so.”