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Chapter 8 - Food And Fights

Cassandra's Point Of View:

"Caramel all the way." Tori cheers loudly earning us a few weird glances from other tables. Jordan grins and shakes his head." You haven't tried strawberry, you haven't lived yet." Tori glares at him defiantly.

"Nah dudes. Vanilla is heaven." Ethan interjects dreamily to which I roll my eyes. Could these idiots be in a gang? Certainly not how I imagined them. Now you must be confused so let me explain.

Me and Tori, yes just me and Tori, were going to pickup lunch when Ace and his baboons very rudely interrupted us and then tagged along to the diner to which Tori was more than happy, I must add. She said that we could not afford to be killed by refusing to allow them to join although I doubt it's the actual reason judging by the very happy look on her face.

Even though I hated Ace and his egoistical ass, I had to admit I hadn't laughed that much since...forever? It was surprisingly a lot of fun. The three of them belong in a circus not in a gang. They seem different than other judgmental high schoolers.

Ace and I kept insulting each other through out lunch while the others laughed at us. Yeah I am so glad to be your source of amusement. Note the sarcasm.

"I like you a lot better with your mouth closed." Ace glares at me.

"And I don't like you in any way at all." I glare back.

"Children. Children. Peace." Ethan says acting like an old grandpa handling toddlers. Our glaring points change from each other to Ethan who swallows and dives under the table making Tori chuckle.

"Seriously, you two bicker like a married couple." She snickers." We do not!" Me and Ace say at the exact same time and for a moment we stare at each other in surprise, my dark eyes boring into his intense blue ones.

"See you just proved my point." Says Tori simply as she takes a bite of her pizza. So lunch passed with cracking jokes, munching food, arguing about everything and throwing occasional insults around and now we were arguing about the best dessert.

I decided to interrupt the bickering group by clearing my throat. I was ignored. I cleared my throat louder. Ignored.

Angry I stand up and shout in their ears," Will you fuckers shut up?" That got them quiet abruptly.Oh the sweet music of silence. "And chocolate is the best." I add before motioning to the waitress to come pick our orders.

But the others were back to bickering except Ace and me who were staring blankly at them. "Just place the damn order guys." Ace bellowed. I rolled my eyes at they hurried to place their orders. Why am I here again? Yeah I was basically forced to.

Me and Ace were in a middle of a very heated argument about chocolate and it's types. You see we just recently discovered that we both love chocolate and as much as I grumbled I couldn't change it.

Our very 'informative' argument was interrupted by Ace's phone ringing loudly. As he picked up the call I observed his facial expressions change from playful to cold. I furrowed my eyebrows at that. What caused the sudden mood switch?

He stood up suddenly and motioned to his two other friends, almost as if me and Tori weren't there. Ethan and Jordan climbed out of their seats and marched with him. They didn't even look back leaving me and Tori completely confused, like bipolar much? What the hell was wrong with them?

Tori and I shared a weird look before shrugging and going back to eating our desserts although my mind was spinning with suspicions.

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After devouring my ice cream I didn't went back to school instead I went back to my house to 'tackle some important business.' Which was *cue drum rolls* changing into a pair of sweat pants and tank top and lounging in my comfy bed while watching vampire diaries.

It is important business. I need to relax and chill because I am going to fight again tonight .

After watching a couple of episodes I lazily dragged myself out of bed and threw on some leggings and sports bra before heading towards the best local gym. I grabbed my sports bag and car keys as I exited my mansion.

I needed to practice. Even though I always won, my trainer Jim insisted I work out everyday in my house at least.

"Hey Jimmy." I greeted him as I dumped my sports bag near the gym changing room. He grinned "Hey Red." I rolled my eyes suddenly remembering Ace and his stupid nickname for me.

After doing my usual routine, I threw my hair in a ponytail before walking towards the punching bag. I quite liked the gym. It was one of the best and had a lot of facilities. I came here a lot. Mainly when I wanted to practice before a fight.

Straightening my stance I started punching the bag with alternate and smooth throws. After a couple I speedend my pace and started practicing other moves. Not the best just practice remember?

Someone whistled behind me. "You fight pretty good for a girl." A familiar voice said behind me. I felt my blood turn cold in the anticipation of who it was. But then I remember people won't recognize me even if I was familiar with them.

So I whipped around ready to give them my deadliest glare and a good fuck off but instead I was left confused. It was Ace. A shirtless Ace. On any other occasion I would marveled how hot he looked with his obvious eight packs and muscles. His tousled black hair and blue eyes would probably melt the person if it wasn't me.

I noticed him staring at me up and down. I glared at him. "My eyes are up here asshole." I snapped folding my arms across my chest. Ace looked up for a moment looking shocked before it morphed into confusion. He examined my features and I was about to give him another smart ass reply but he cut me." You look really familiar. I am sure I have seen you before."

My breath caught in my throat and my heart beat fastened. Calm down Cassy. He didn't say it was you. My inner voice scolded. That was right. He didn't remotely say it was me.

"I don't think I can say the same for you." I lied smoothly. Years of practice you see. Ace smirks before giving me once over again." Is it because you haven't seen anyone as hot as me?"

I rolled my eyes at the jerk. Offering him a fake smile I say," No it's because I have met many pricks in my life but you are a full cactus." Despite my cutting remark Ace laughed. "Feisty much?"

"Annoying much?" I shoot back. "Now fuck off. I need to practice." Ace didn't went away but watched me. I practiced some more before starting to feel queasy under his intense stare. He was watching my every move and every part of my body. Horny perv.

So I decided to call it quits and started unwrapping my hands. "How did you learn to fight? You fight really good. For a girl." He added quickly. Egoistical jerk. I snorted.

"A girl who can easily kick your ass." I sneer. He smirked. " You are good but not enough to beat me. Want to bet?"

"I would have compete but sometimes trying to prove a point is an insult." I fire smirking back. Ace chuckles." You have quite the mouth on you."

"And you have quite the ego on you." I retort picking my bag up, swinging it over my shoulder. "Hey wait! What's your name?" Ace called back.

"Keep your nose out of my business or I will smash it back into place." I threaten, mentally taking note to reset my timings on coming to gym. I needed to lessen my encounters with Ace if I wanted to protect my secret.

Reaching home, I showered and started my homework. After finishing my homework and attending many whining calls from Tori complaining about math I glanced at the clock.

Half an hour before the fight begins. I better get ready, hoping there will be no newbies. I hated newbies. They never knew how to fight. Just relied on muscles and no skill.

I pulled on a royal blue sports bra and black high waisted leggings, pairing it with my black leather jacket that had my name'S.D' on it and a hood big enough to cover half my face.The other half was protected with a mask. Precautions.

I slipped on a pair of black combat boots, grabbed the keys to my bike and locked the door after me. Smirking in the cool night air I pulled on my bike helmet before tearing down the road towards the club. I was ready for the fight.

What I wasn't ready for was the large dose of shock I was going to get.