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Chapter 19

Chapter 19. Two things of news
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*8 months later*

I sat down on Chris's sofa. It was his 16th birthday. Everyone was here. Shelby and Sophia were making his cake. Rachel and I were kissing and celebrating. Brady and Luis kept making Chris happy. But Jo looked sad. I decided to go up to her.

"Jo?" I asked looking down at her. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine don't worry," she smiled.

I felt convinced so I left her there and helped Sophia and Shelby with the cake. We planted it on the table and everyone gathered around.

"Should we sing happy birthday?" Luis asked.

"No, for my birthday-" Chris looked over at me. "I want my best friend to make a toast."

I smiled back at him. I grabbed a wooden chair and stood on top. I grabbed my coke can and raised high.

"To Chris! The man who's always been there for me since we were five years old. To Chris! The man who's pushed me past my limits to make me better. And to Chris! For making me be a better person. For my last two promises I make and keep are; winning against the tangos for you Chris, and having a successful family like you've always wanted me to have."

Everyone yelled, "To Chris!"

We all celebrated and ate a lot of cake. It was about ten o'clock. Chris was grabbing his jacket. We all decided we are going to the arena. Everyone wanted to see me fight.

We got in Brady's big SUV so we could all fit. I was driver and Chris was passenger. Rachel and Jo were behind us and Brady, Shelby, and Sophia got the back seats. Luis was last to get in the car so we made him sit on the ground in the trunk.

Music was playing on the radio and we were all jamming out on the way there. Chris then told everyone to quiet because something caught his attention on the radio.

"So you're actually coming to New York's ghetto area?" The announcer laughed in the station asking someone.

"Yes I am, I heard there's an amazing talent there."

"Tim, it's ghetto."

"Yes but a boy named Harrt is got some fire I need."

I stopped listening.

"Chris what the fuck is that?" I asked.

"Well you can thank me, its Tim Roberts." he smiled.

"Shut the fuck up." I looked at him with my jaw dropped. "Roberts is a professional WWE representative."

"Yep and I got him to come here." Chris smiled.

I smiled the rest of the way there. I parked the car and we all walked inside. I saw Roberts standing in the VIP section.

I walked to the front desk with Chris. I held up my band and the guy said I could go back stage.

Chris and I were in the backstage area. "Chris who am I fighting?" I asked.

"PublicEM." He looked unsure.

"Ugh, that's not good he's the best besides Luke." I had a scared expression.

"Listen to me Logan, you're Rain Man oaky. He's just some pissed off fighter who never made it. You're the next best fighter. This is your time to show Robert what you can do. Impress me, Impress him, and well impress your girlfriend. You're gonna make a difference." He pumped me up.

"10 seconds!" The director of backstage yelled.

"You got this okay?" Chris asked me.

"Okay, you're right I got this." I smiled jumping up and down a bit.