The Nerd [ongoing]

illecebrous (6.)

illecebrous

(adj.) alluring, attractive, enticing

AVAS POV

*Tring...Tring...Tring...*

I look up from my homework as I hear my phone ringing. I check the caller ID and see it's Dylan. Not like it could be many other people, not a lot of people have my number.

"To what do I owe this pleasure old-guy?" I ask with a wide grin. 

"Just asking if you're fit enough to fight Stormy." 

My grin grows wider. "Who do I have to beat this time?" I ask cockily. 

"Some guy named Hulk and a bunch of other guys. Hulk is a big guy but not very fast. Make sure he doesn't get a hold of you Stormy." he warns. 

"I'll tell you about the rest of them when you get here okay?" 

"Sure, and I will, thanks. When do I fight?" 

"Tomorrow, 8pm, the Arena. Good luck Stormy." and with that he hangs up.

I'm so exited! Finally I get to fight again. I mean it pays the bills and all, but I like to do it too.

I turn back to my homework and think about school. It's been a few days since the boys sat down with me at lunch. I saw them a few times in class or in the hallways at school, but I haven't talked to them since then.

I finish my homework, stupid literature, and put my pajamas on. Luckily my dad hasn't been home much, so my bruises have had some time to heal.

I am so ready to fight again.

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I woke up and started to get dressed. I put on a sports bra, a pair of jeans and a hoodie and grab my gym and school bag. I think I will go to the Arena straight from school to get some training done for tonight.

I put my books in my school bag. My sports clothes, another hoodie and my mask in my gym bag and go downstairs.

I grab two apples, one for breakfast and one for lunch and head to school.

As I walk to school I can't help but feel happy. I'm so exited I get to fight again tonight!

I walk into school, early, and put my gym bag in my locker, along with the books I don't need until after lunch. I walk to my first class and sit down.

I already can't wait for school to be over.

HUNTERS POV

Me and the boys skipped the first two lessons of the day, we didn't feel like going to school.

As me and the boys sit down at lunch, I search the cafeteria with my eyes for her. My brain couldn't seem to stop thinking about her. I was intrigued by her. Her face didn't give off a single emotion ever, except for that time at the library, when we mentioned her dad. It was weird really. She seemed anxious. And I was wondering why? Wh- 

"Hey baby. What about you and me, tonight, my house? I bought some new lingerie I know you'll love." Ugh what was that bitch Elizabeth doing here?