Tit For Tat

Chapter Three

(He's such an eye candy I'm emotionally damaged 😍❤️😩)

Ruby's P.O.V

I left the party immediately after Aiden's weird invitation. I didn't sleep a wink yesterday.  Tossing and turning, I kept thinking about him. I know for sure that I wouldn't accept his invitation. For three specific reasons. First of all, I was so scared. Just knowing that fact that he fights is scary. What if I do something that pisses him off and he ends up punching me in the face or something. Second, Boys who are boxer so effing hot. Yeah it contradicts with the first reason but kind of relates to it at the same time. What if watching him all boxing and sweaty arouses me so much that I end up developing a major crush on him? Not that I don't already. Being a total lesbian is the only way you can conquer his attractiveness and even lesbians would suffer the possibility of turning straight for him. That being said, I can't develop any kind of feelings for him. I have a feeling he's not someone I should be associated with. And third, how do i tell my parents about it? I'm positive they won't be thrilled about the idea of me going out with a guy, let alone to a boxing match!

"I'll be there.... Fighting." His sexy voice invaded my thoughts again. Making me consider the whole thing for what seemed like the zillion time. There's only one way to find out. I quickly grabbed my iPhone, pressing continuously on the middle point.

"Do I go to the boxing match with him?"
"I can't answer that, Ruby!" Ugh really helpful Siri!

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The rest of the week went peacefully. I managed to avoid Aiden at school. He didn't make any efforts to know why I hadn't gone to his match, which I am really thankful for. It proved to me that I was right when I decided not to go. He probably just invited me out of spite, since I dared him and all.

"Do you think I should put on the red top or the black one?" Asked my little sister Hannah. Hannah is the youngest member of the family. She's twelve years old. Lara, my other sister is one year and a half elder than Hannah. They are more close to each other than to me. It's reasonable because they are around the same age. They do everything together and sometimes match outfits. Hannah is the most good looking of us. She got my mother's shiny blond hair and my father hazel eyes. Lara is also pretty, but she's a little chubby like my dad. My mother always keeping scolding us over our weight. Saying that Lara and me should lose some weight. Not that we are sumo-like obese. Just some extra pounds here and there. She wants us to be skinny like Hannah. She couldn't get through her thick skull that we tend to gain weight because it's in our genes. People aren't born with high metabolism and permanently skinny form all the time. I wish she could stop self-shaming us over stupid stuff, really.

"Black or Red?" Hannah snapped, pulling me out of my thoughts. I eyed her in confusion.

"Why don't you go ask Lara? I'm busy!"

"Busy doing what exactly? Admiring the ceiling?"

"Black..... Where are you going?"

"Lora's House. We've got some school stuff to do." She lied. How did I know? Cause it's obvious. Hannah isn't the type of person to go out to get "some school stuff" done. I know my sister and I know for a fact that's she's going to hang out with her crush.

"Hannaaah...."

"Okay fine I am going to out with my friends, Skating." She raised her hands in surrender.