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they’re getting ready to start. Have you seen the Haka before?” Meredith asked, her eyes glued to the field.
                  Jane shook her head. “What is a Haka?”
                  Meredith grinned. “Just watch.”
                  Jane gasped lightly as she saw Tate run onto the field and join his teammates. And then he ripped his shirt off. Jane’s mouth fell open and her eyes went wide.
                  “Oh my,” she whispered as Meredith laughed at her face.
                  All of the men ripped off their shirts and began chanting and stomping the ground and clapping their hands and doing movements that she didn’t understand.
                  “It’s an old tradition brought over from the islands. It’s supposed to make the other team tremble with fear,” Meredith said and then pumped her fist with the rest of the crowd, screaming her approval.
                  Jane ignored the crowd and the noise as she stared at Tate, her heart racing. She was done for. She’d had an impossible time getting over Tate before. After seeing him do the Haka there was absolutely no hope for her now.
                  The crowd calmed down as everyone finished and put their shirts on and got into formation. The ref blew his whistle and something that looked like a mix of football, wrestling and soccer began. She’d never seen anything like it. All other sports were easy for her to figure out, but this game had her stumped.
                  “I have no clue what’s going on,” she admitted halfway through the game.
                  Meredith laughed at her and shook her head in derision. “Well, you better figure it out quick because you’re coming to every game with me. Someone has to protect me from Feke and Tawni.”
                  Jane laughed as Tawni plopped down beside Meredith. “What are you doing up here in the stands? You always stand with me by the players.”
                  Meredith grimaced and raised an eyebrow at Jane before answering. “Oh I’m just getting to know Jane a little. She doesn’t know anything about the game and I’m trying to help her out.”
                  Jane snorted. Meredith hadn’t explained one thing about the game.
                  Tawni frowned and looked at Jane. “What’s to understand? Come on. Both of you . If Feke doesn’t see me cheering for him he can’t concentrate,” she said and pulled Meredith up and then dragged her down the bleachers. How, she wondered , could a little thing like that be so strong ?
                  Meredith yelled back for her to come with her, but Jane shook her head. There was no way she could stand just feet away from where Tate would be. He’d think she was stalking him or something equally humiliating. She watched the game, gasping at the violence. There were no pads to protect the players and the ref didn’t seem to be inclined to call any fouls. She watched in horror as a man from the other team flat out punched Tristan in the stomach before knocking him down. The crowd erupted in fury and during the next play, Tate took the man down so hard he bounced off the ground. She cringed and wondered how many people would be going to the hospital that night. She blinked in surprise as the man stood up and ran back to his team. Insane . That was the only word that described Rugby.
                  After the game was over and their team had won, Meredith ran up the bleachers and grabbed her hand. “Come on! Everyone wants to know who made the cupcakes. This will be a great way to meet new people. They’re practically gone.”
                  Jane swallowed nervously as she was pulled to the table with all of the desserts and drinks.
                  “Here she is! My new best friend and real live baker too. She’s professional