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time he’s carrying her up the stairs, and a few seconds later I hear her bedroom door slam.
    I just laugh to myself. I swear, I think the only thing those two like more than fighting is making up. My phone beeps, and when I look down at it, I see a message from Shawn.
    Shawn: I get it I was an ass, do you really want to come that bad?
    Me: Kind of, I want to see what it’s all about.
    Shawn: Alright, I’ll pick you up at seven-thirty.
    Me: Okay.
    I smile to myself, gloating in my small victory. I really am excited, and if I’m being honest, I can’t wait to see him with his shirt off again. What am I going to wear? I mean, last time I had no idea where I was going so I didn’t put much thought into it. Now that I’m going, though, I’m completely over-thinking it.
    Holly comes home in the midst of me emptying out my entire closet. “What are you doing?”
    I’m currently sitting on the floor in defeat, surrounded by clothes and shoes. “Shawn is going to take me with him tonight, and I have absolutely no idea what to wear.”
    “Seriously? Since when are you that girl?” She’s right. I hardly ever stress about what to wear, but I never really cared that much before now.
    “I don’t know, Holls, I just don’t want to seem out of place. I think it’s because I’m really nervous, too.”
    “Nervous about what? The fight?”
    “Ugh, no. I’m nervous about how things will be with me and Shawn. You know I’ve had a thing for him for a while, and I guess I just want things to go well.”
    Holly walks over to me and pulls me up off the floor. “Stop stressing out, Chris. Just be yourself, and if Rocky doesn’t like it, then he’s an idiot.”
    “Rocky?”
    She laughs and starts to walk out of the room. “Yeah, Nic said it earlier and I think it’s funny.”
    I just shake my head and start to put away all of the clothes scattered everywhere.
     
Shawn
     
    On my way to pick up Christen, I start to regret saying she could come. There are constantly fights breaking out in the crowd because people get way too carried away. I have no idea how I’m going to be able to keep an eye on her during the fight and manage to not get my ass kicked.  I’ve never lost, which has been great, but I have also never had to worry about anything other than the fight.
    I pull up outside the house and am about to get out when I see the door open. Jason comes out and starts to walk toward me. “You really taking her there tonight?”
    “Yeah, why?”
    He shakes his head. “You know if anything happens Holly will kick your ass, right?” I laugh and he raises his eyebrows at me. “Seriously.”
    I hear the front door shut again and this time it’s Christen. She has on jeans with a few rips on both legs, and they hug her so that every curve is on display. I’m definitely regretting taking her now.
    Jason looks back at me with a smirk. “Good luck.”
    Christen gets in the car and smiles at me. “Hey.”
    “Hey, you ready?” She nods her head and I start the car.
    The car ride is quiet, and now that we’re sitting in the parking lot, I really don’t want to go in.
    “Is something wrong?”
    “Um…I’m just trying to figure out how to deal with all of this.”
    “All of what?” I can tell she’s confused and I don’t know how to say what I’m thinking to her. I have never really been good with words.
    “I don’t know—you being here, me feeling like I won’t be able to concentrate, worrying that a fight is going to break out and that you’re going to get hurt.”
    “I’ll be fine, I was there at your last fight.”
    “Alright, come on.” We get out of the car and head through the back entrance of the warehouse. As we work our way through the people in the hallway, I grab Christen’s hand. I have this overwhelming need to stake my claim and let everyone know she is with me. I see every guy we pass eyeing her and I want to kill them all. Before a couple days ago, Christen was just Holly’s friend who