Itching for a fight

Sophie punched the bag in front of her again. She kept her feet moving. She was good at this having gotten into a fair few fights. She smirked as she kept moving, punching the hanging bag at different angles. She smiled as it fell to the floor. She smiled and drank some water hoping she could get out some of her energy on that prefect. She would hit him in his jaw first to stop him from talking. She didn't need any more points taken off.

She moved away and worked on her hand to hand combat with a dummy. She imagined that it had that stuck up prefects face. She smiled as she managed to break that too. She really wished he would show up.