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Riley's Point of View

It's a few days before the banquet thing and I have put off long enough on getting a dress. Blondie made me ride with her because apparently my dress can't be shoved into one of my saddle bags. Currently we are walking around the mall and everything I see just isn't me. "Okay so what color do you like?"

I toss my hands up and gesture to my outfit. "Black suits me."

The blonde girl tilted her head and after clicking her tongue several times and making me spin around she nodded. "Short dress for sure. And you have a nice body so let's get something form fitting."

"Just pick out some shit and I'll try them on."

"My favorite words." She giggled and sauntered towards the section that was pretty much black. "You know we can get you some red heels and give this a pop of color. Put on some bright red lipstick and-"She turned around to me expecting a girlish reaction and I just reply with a smile. "You don't like getting dressed up?"

Blondie started piling on dresses, apparently I'm a size 2. "I haven't had a reason to do it. Besides skinny jeans I own spandex shorts and yoga pants."

"Functional." She replies with disgust. I eye her attire and realize she gets dressed up a lot. "Well either way Lucas is going to have a heart attack when he sees you."

"Let's not kill Sparky, I kind of enjoy having that little shit around." Maya exhales with a laugh and places two more dresses in my arms. Curiosity got the better of me though, "Um, does Lucas like it when girls get dressed up?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "He fell for you. You don't get dressed up, but that doesn't mean he won't like to see those legs for days in a hot dress." I can't believe I thought about changing my wardrobe style for a second for sparky. Obviously he loves me the way I am but I don't know, I guess I just want to make him happy and that makes me sound really lovey dovey but I don't really care. She continued to pile on dress after dress and I'm already exhausted looking at the overwhelming amount of black dresses in my arms.

Granted some I would toss before even trying it on. Some have that poofy shit on the bottom, Maya says the correct term is tulle but I don't really care that much. Others are just plain ugly but I haven't given her much to go on so she's tossing anything she thinks are cute my direction.

I finished writing in my journal. About all the moments he and I spent together along with printing off a few pictures we took together. We don't take a lot because I'm too banged up most of the time but since I haven't fought in almost 3 weeks I'm clean so we're taking advantage. Speaking of being clean, I'm freaking itching to get back to work, I didn't realize how addicted I was and I now know that this is going to be an extremely difficult habit to break. I haven't fought, but I'm still training so I would think that would curve the edge off a little bit but it doesn't.

I've still been training with Lucas and he's pretty good. Obviously I'm better because offensively he still has a lot of work. He just doesn't like hitting me and Josh refuses to fight him. For unknown reasons, I think it's because if Sparky harbors his anger and controls it he could destroy. Especially if he can get his striking done properly. Exhaling with each blow and knowing weak spots, but I'm not sitting here begging for him to fight. My meeting with Felix is next week and I have an idea what to expect but still he's such a damn mystery I don't know what's going to happen. So after this weekend I'm hitting the training hard since New Year's Knockouts are right around the corner.

To say I'm nervous wouldn't really do it justice. I'm retiring and I'd like to go out with a win but I know that won't happen even though it so easily could but I'm not going to argue. I slip on a dress and immediately toss it away. Maya sat on the bench in the dressing room and watched, questioning every dress that I tossed away but didn't voice her opinions. I slide the next one on expecting to toss it away but I don't. I continue to pull it over my hips and after the blonde zips it up I can feel a smile dancing on my lips.