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The road to Barcelona continued the next day and Odessa was feeling every bit of sour from the day before. It hurt to walk more than anything. "Jesus, what are we in for today? Throwing rocks at each other to see who can dodge first?" She complained while staring out the car window.
Christian laughed. "No, nothing like that. It'll be easier today."
"What are we doing?"
"Can't tell you."
Odessa groaned. "My legs feel like they're going to fall off. I have bruises."
"Aww, poor baby," her dad teased and smiled at her. "You're a tough girl. I remember during one of my fights, I got a black eye so bad I had a concussion for a week. Had to wear an eye patch."
She chuckled. "Name of the game, I guess."
"That's right." Christian coughed and quickly covered his mouth with his elbow, the coughs muffling.
Odessa titled her head. "Are you okay?"
He coughed a few more times before dropping his elbow. "I'm fine, honey. Just have something caught in my throat." Christian said and kept his eyes on the road.
When they arrived at the Larusso home, Odessa saw Oliver's jeep and Grayson and Eli's cars already there. The father and daughter walked into the backyard and she saw her teammates sticking red flags to their gis. "Uhhh, what is this?" She wondered out loud.
"Beaumont, put these on," Mike ordered and shoved a handful of red flags toward her.
She took them and gave him an odd stare as he went to talk to the senseis. Odessa walked over to Hailey. "Please don't tell me we're playing human capture the flag?"
Hailey chuckled. "Possibly. As long as I get to hit people, I don't care what we do," she said and started helping her put her flags on.
Oliver and Grayson walked over. "Look, Hammy, we got our girls back," said Oliver and slung his arm over thr blonde's shoulder.
Grayson wrapped two arms around the back of Hailey's neck. "Ahh, now I can forget the urge to change the group chat name to Gossip Girl."
Hailey scoffed and swatted his arms off her. "First of all, we're nothing like Blair and Serena and two, we were gonna make up eventually."
"Yeah," Odessa agreed. "Besides, neither of you are cool enough to be Chuck or Nate."
Oliver looked offended. "Uhh, excuse me, I'm absolutely Nate Archibald."
Grayson pulled a face. "I thought we agreed that I'm Nate." He pointed at himself.
