Selena Rios was always being bullied because she was a nerd. She let them beat her up and talk trash about her, but when the sun goes down she let's all that pent up anger out and uses it in the ring. She's rich yet doesn't dress like it. She's popu...
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Selena POV
"So what were you doing here again?" I ask Troy as we walk to the parking lot.
"I came to look at my new underground fighting club," He shrugs nonchalantly but I freeze in my step.
"You're the boss man's son?! Jesus Christ why did I never know that?"
He looks at me and laughs before straightening out when he takes a look at my deadpanned look.
"I didn't even know this place existed until a couple of hours ago and I bet you never even knew who the guy was," I shrug in agreement until I pull up in front of my car.
"Well this is me, I'll see you tomorrow," I look up and he's just staring at me with this look on his face.
"You have blood on your lip," He tells me.
"Impossible, they didn't even-," I don't get to finish my sentence because his lips fall onto mine and I am rendered speechless as we kiss.
When he pulls away he has a Cheshire grin on his face.
"Got it for you," I just stare at him with my mouth ajar. He puts his pointer finger under my chin and I glare at him.
"Wouldn't want to catch a fly now would you?"
"Why you little-," He places his lips on mine again and this time I push him away.
"Goodnight Troy, we just started dated and I want to take it slow," And then something popped into my head that I suddenly remembered. He was walking off when I called out his name.
"Yes, Rios?"
"Tomorrow is my birthday, get me anything pink and I will kill you personally," He nods his head vigorously and then he winks at me before walking to his car.
I get into my car and drive off to my house before my parents are worried that I was in an accident lost in the middle of the forest. No matter how many times I tell my mother that we live five minutes away from the gym but to no avail.
When I get home the lights are off and the maids and butlers are heading to their rooms for the night. I run to my room silently before stripping from my clothes and walking to my shower. I take a long warm shower before exiting and drying my hair. When I finish I walk to my bed and collapse onto my bed and as soon as my head hits the pillow the lights are out for me as I slip into a dreamless sleep.
EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I jolt out of sleep only to come face to face with a cupcake. Wait a second...a cupcake? I wipe my eyes and look up to see my mom holding the blow horn and my dad holding the cupcake. Great, my first day being eighteen and I kiss a cupcake before I can brush my teeth. I glare at my parents before looking in my mirror across the room and burst into laughter. They join me until my dad is rolling on the floor laughing his ass off. We get ahold of ourselves and I hug them and thank them for the cake that my mom had on my nightstand. And then presents are passed to me and all I could do was pout. I told them not to get me anything and I made sure to drill it into their heads for the past few weeks. But I guess I didn't do it hard enough.
