Chapter 25

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Fox's POV:

Where. Is. She?! The last time I saw her she got a call and she rushed out of school. I go to follow after her but I'm stopped by someone grabbing my arm. The principle. What does he want? Better question, what does he know about Hayden?

"Let her go. It's an emergency." He say quietly, almost as if he didn't want anyone to know we were talking. 

He doesn't seem worried, so which in turn calms me a little. Only a little though. I'm looking at him and I suddenly just blurt the first thing I start to think of. 

"How do you know Hayden?"

He looks at me almost as if he's assessing me, seeing what I'm made of. 

"That's not my story to tell. Ask her and I'm sure she'll tell you when she's ready."

With that he turns and walks away. But not before I hear him murmur about 'fight night' tonight under his breathe. I whip my head in his direction. Does he know about her fight tonight? At that moment the bell for next lesson rings. My shoulders drop. I head off to English hoping to speak to Sara and Blaine about Hayden. As I walk in I see them whispering together huddled over Blaine's desk. As I approach them I see that they're leaning over a phone. 

"What are you two looking at?" I say as I take my seat next to Sara.

They both jump as if caught doing something they shouldn't. Looking at each other, having a discussion with their eyes, they slide the phone over to me onto my desk and what I see makes my breathe catch. 

'The Gladiator Clash!'

$10,000.00

HAYDAY Vs DEATH DEALER

FIGHT 4 THE TITLE!

WHO WILL PREVAIL?

(fight has been confirmed)

She's really doing it. She only got the text earlier this morning. 

"I'm going." I say as I'm still staring at the phone, so I can't see how they react. 

"What?!" Blaine asks incredulously.

"Fox you can't be serious." Sara says as she gently places her hand on my arm. "You saw what she was like the last time. We were all there. She hit you."

"I don't care, I'm still going. I can't and I won't let her go alone." It's done. My mind is made up. 

Before they could reply the teacher walks in so the conversation ends but not before they share a worried look. 

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