(Liesl's P.O.V.)
I walked out of school, my fingers laced together with Dean's, and my backpack slung over my shoulder, while my hair danced in the wind, and the sun turned the black strands into a auburn sea.
Dean raised our hands to his face and kissed mine, then lowered them to be sandwiched between our two figures.
"I smiled and slipped on my sun glasses, to rest on the bridge of my nose, as we moved toward his Jeep, behind us, Ace and Mason followed, with Ace, on Mason's back, getting a piggyback-ride, and whispering things into his ear, making him smirk, run up to the car, and jump into the backseat.
I walked over to my side and hopped in, Dean doing the same on his. Once we were all buckled, he handed me his phone and told me to put some music on, then started the Jeep, and we were on our way to the arena.
I plugged the headphone jack into the hole, on the bottom of the black iPhone, and put on "Welcome To The Black Parade" By My Chemical Romance, then set the phone in the cup holder.
Opening my backpack, I pulled out Ace and I's phone, and texted Linda, telling her we were going with Dean, and what time the match started.
Dean smiled and put his sunglasses on, then grabbed my hand setting them comfortably on my seat's arm rest; and hummed to the music.
M: "Dean, who are you going against tonight?"
D: "Gregory Davids."
M: "No man, no. That's not right, that dude's not in his place! Obviously on steroids."
A: "Steroids? Shouldn't he be eliminated?"
D: "Yes, but his dad is the CEO of a big sports company, so he has money, and can pay the ref's and judges. Over the years, Gregory, has been known to be a so called, "impossible opponent", but nothing's impossible, there's always something."
M: "Yeah man, but he's not worth it."
D: "I didn't choose it, and I can't change it."
M: "Dean! You know what happens in the end! You know his every match, you can't do it, or else you'll be put in the hospital, or worse, you'll be messed up for forever."
D: "Thanks for the support, buddy."
M: "I'm just looking out for you."
D: "Thanks, but I'll but fine."
I just looked out at the road, in deep thought. Thinking about the situation. Then, "The Scientist" By Coldplay, came on, which made me sad, thinking about how much it hurts to lose someone you love.
"Nobody said it was easy, nobody said it would be this hard..." Ace sang along, quietly.
I smiled a little, remembering that she loved to sing. She was really good, too.
Mason smirked, then kissed her cheek.
We pulled up to a large, brick building, with a few garage doors, they were all open, people crowded in, it reminded me of a beehive.
We walked in, through a side door, as we made our way down a long, dark, metal, spiral staircase, it wound all the way down to a basement, that was full of sweaty, smelly, ripped and worn men and boys, from the ages of sixteen and up.
I followed Dean, as if I was practically glues to his side. Ace did the same, to Mason.
Walking through a smaller, narrow, vacant, hallway, I got a piggyback ride, and so did Ace.
"You weigh like nothing, babe." Dean said, as soon as I hopped onto his muscly back.
I hid my face in the crook of his neck, he just chuckled and ran down the hallway with Mason, hot on our tail.
"Aah!!! Wall!!!" Ace screamed, before there was a loud "BOOM!" and a thump.
I raised an eye brow as Dean whipped around and looked at the two, in a pile on the floor, rubbing their heads.
"I told you it was a bad idea, Ace." Mason snickered as he helped her up.
"I guess I should have stayed straight..."
"What happened?" I inquired, with a smirk.
"I tried to give Mase, a piggyback ride..." Ace trailed off.
"Hmph Hmph Hmph." I tried covering my mouth and hiding my laughter, with my hand, but it didn't work, as well as I'd wished.
Ace blushed and hid behind Mason as we continued down the stretch of concrete flooring.
I was comfortably hanging on Dean's back, as we walked through some double metal doors, into a huge room, it was much like the room we first walked into, but this one was more active.
"Yo! Stone!" Someone yelled behind us, Dean turned around, to face a man who looked to be in his early twenties.
"Oh, hey Brad." Dean replied, a little annoyed.
"Woah, who's this beauty?" Brad said, his voice full of awe. Creep.
"This is my girlfriend, Liesl. Brad, Liesl, Liesl, this is Bradly Camp. He's a water boy."
"Man! Water MAN!" Brad corrected Dean, putting emphasis on man.
"Ok, ok, Man. Geez." Dean rolled his eyes at Brad's child-like behavior.
I looked behind us to see Mason and Ace laughing their heads off. Of course, those traitors.
"Nice to meet you, beautiful." Brad said, in what seemed like a "seductive" voice, but I found it nauseating.
As soon as he said beautiful though, Dean growled at him, and walked away. I snickered and kissed his cheek, earning a smirk, but I didn't mind it. Better than a frown.
"I love you." I whispered in his right ear.
I could feel his body vibrate, as he hummed in contentment. I chuckled at his reaction. It pleased me to know I could effect him this way.
We went over to is dad, who was messing around with his gloves. They exchanged a few words, about when he was to go on, and which cage number he was to be in at set time.
When he was done, he walked towards the changing room, with me still on his back.
"Um... Dean.... I can't go in here....." I said blushing a little.
"Hm? Oh! I'm so sorry babe. I forgot you were still on my back, you're so light, haha." he laughed nervously, letting me down.
"Heh, yeah...."
I jumped off of him, then started walking over to Ace, Mason, and Duncan. But before I could make it a yard away, Dean gently pulled me back to him, and wrapped me in his arms.
"I love you too." He smiled and kissed me softly on the lips.
"Babe, promise me you'll be ok?" I asked, a little worried.
"I promise." He smirked. I smiled and pulled his face to mine, sealing his words with a kiss.
Let's hope fate, is on the same page as my heart.
