So this is my second try with this story, haha. The first time was terrible. I hated how it was, so I decided to make this one a little bit better. Here we go!

Chapter 1

"Paige, where are my gloves?" 23 year old Emily Fields called out.

Paige had been Emily's best friend since the eighth grade. They had originally hated each other. Both being fierce competitors, they had battled each other in just about anything. It had taken a full year to realize that they hated each other so much that they actually liked each other. Just as all best friends are.

"You put them in your bag, dumbass." Paige gave Emily her 'are you stupid' look.

"I know where I put them, but I'm telling you that they aren't there." Emily replied.

"Well, how the hell am I supposed to know where they are. You're the fighter. I'm just your roadie." Paige shrugged.

"Do you think I left them in my car?"

"Maybe. Why don't you go see? I'm going to go steal the orange juice out of your fridge." Paige told her walking out of the room and into the kitchen.

"Why don't you go to your own apartment and drink your own juice?" Emily chuckled and followed after her.

"Because you're the one who's rolling in the big bucks now that you are starting to get noticed. I mean, last night you knocked that girl out in the first round." Paige cheered.

"Calm down, McCullers. It was just a dumb fight. This isn't the UFC." Emily chuckled again.

"Come on, Em. You and I both know that you're going to make it into the UFC soon. I mean, you're undefeated in this division. What makes you think that you won't be in the UFC?" Paige said as she poured some orange juice in a cup for herself.

"I don't think that I won't be in the UFC, I just don't think that it'll happen anytime soon. I mean, I'm 23 and I live in Rosewood. No one knows where that is."

"Emily, I guarantee that you will be in the UFC by this time next year."

"Don't jinx me!" Emily scolded, punching Paige in the arm.

"Ow! Dude, you have a knockout punch! That shit hurts!" Paige whined.

"Don't be such a baby." Emily rolled her eyes.

Emily grabbed her keys, and walked to the door of her apartment. She opened the door and made her way out to her car. She lived in the apartment above the Brew, and so she was able to make it to her car pretty quickly.

She unlocked her car and searched through the back seat for her fighting gloves. When she finally found them, she stood up and turned around.

"Holy crap!" Emily shouted putting a hand over her chest as she tried to calm her racing heart.

"Hey, did I scare you?" The voice asked tauntingly.

"What do you think?" Emily chuckled.

"I'm sorry." The voice laughed. "I just came to see if you wanted to go get some coffee?"

"I don't think so, Melissa. I really have to get to the gym." Emily declined.

"Oh, come on! You don't have to work out every day, do you?"

"Yeah I do. You saw my fight last night. You think that I can do that without hard work?" Emily smiled at her and Melissa melted a little.

Melissa and Emily had dated in high school, and they could honestly say that they were in love. Emily was the jock that everyone adored and Melissa was the preppy, 4.0 student that was voted most likely to succeed. They were a pair that was reserved for movies, but they made it work.

Towards the end of their senior year, Melissa and Emily began drifting and they ended things on mutual levels. They remained great friends, but Melissa has always wanted to get Emily back. It was her goal. Now that she was back from U Penn she could finally have her back.

"No, and those abs? Those must have taken a while." Melissa flashed a brilliant smile back.

"Yeah, but I've had some pretty amazing abs since high school."

"That you have, but I think they've gotten better." Melissa took a step forward and lifted Emily's shirt a little, revealing her very solid six pack. "There they are."

Emily smiled down at the shorter girl. "Hey, are you still living with your parents?"

"Kind of. I live out in the barn. My little sister remodeled it, and I moved into it once I got back from U Penn."

"Awesome. So I guess I see you around more then?"

"Why don't I make this easier? Why don't you come over for dinner tonight? We could catch up, and you could see my parents again." Melissa suggested.

"I don't know." Emily shook her head.

"Oh, please?" Melissa gave Emily her best puppy dog look.

"Fine." Emily sighed.

Melissa cheered and kissed Emily cheek. "This is going to be fun! Be over at 7, okay?"

"Alright. Now I have to go to the gym. Paige is probably wondering where I am."

"You still hang with Paige?" Melissa asked in surprise.

"Yeah, she's my best friend."

"I can't believe that." Melissa laughed.

"Why not?"

"It's just been so long. Does she still hate me?"

"She never hated you."

"Yes she did. She told me so. She never liked us together."

"It never mattered what she liked. We were in love. That's all that mattered." Emily replied and Melissa couldn't help but to smile.

"That's true. Well, I'll see you tonight?"

"Yup."

"Oh, and my little sister's friends are going to be there. I think you should be prepared. They're going to ask you a lot of questions."

"Why?"

"Because I may or may not talk a lot about you." Melissa blushed. "See you tonight."

And with that, Melissa was gone.

Emily sighed and walked back up to her apartment. Paige was sitting on the counter eating an apple.

"What the hell? I thought you died!" Paige shouted with her mouth full.

"Yeah, it seems like you really cared." Emily rolled her eyes.

"I did, but not enough to get up."

"I feel so loved." Emily sarcastically stated.

"You should. Now, let's get your ass to the gym." Paige hopped off the counter and threw the apple in the trash can.

"Let's go."

~HA~

"One more, Fields!" Garrett called out to a sparring Emily.

"Em, show them that new head kick you learned." Paige called out.

Emily jumped up and executed the perfect head kick, knocking her sparring partner out cold.

"Yes!" Paige cheered.

"Nice, Emily! That's what I'm talking about." Garrett cheered as he climbed into the ring.

"Did I do the kick correctly?"

"Are you kidding? That kick was perfect." Garrett patted her on the shoulder.

"It seemed to work." Emily took a look at her sparring partner that was being looked at by the other coach. Emily went over and gave him a fist bump. "Sorry, Jason."

"Awesome fight, Fields. You totally kicked my ass." Jason groaned.

"Sorry again." Emily laughed.

"No problem, as long as you kick some ass in that ring tomorrow night. You know, I heard that some sponsors are going to be there." Jason pulled himself to his feet.

"Really?" Paige asked.

"Yeah. Tapout and Magnum Detox. They're looking for some fighters. I know they're going to love what they see when they see you."

"You think so?" Emily asked.

"I know so."

Emily smiled and climbed out of the ring. She really hoped they liked her.

~HA~

Emily took a deep breath and gripped the bouquet of flowers tighter as she rang the doorbell to the Hastings household. She knew that this was going to be a long night.

Veronica was the one to finally open the door. "Emily! What a surprise."

"Melissa didn't tell you I was coming over?" Emily asked.

"No, not at all, but this is a wonderful surprise. Come on in." Veronica moved aside and let Emily in.

"These are for you. My mother always told me not to go to someone elses house empty handed." Emily handed the flowers to Veronica.

"How lovely. I'll go put them in some water. Melissa is in the kitchen."

"Alright. Thank you." Emily made her way to the kitchen hoping that she didn't run into Peter.

Peter wasn't very happy when Emily and Melissa broke things up. It had broken Melissa's heart and Peter wasn't happy that she had broken his little girl's heart.

"Emily! You made it." Melissa cheered as Emily walked into the kitchen.

"Of course. It's a free meal and I don't have to order some gross take out from one of the disgusting places in Rosewood."

"I'm glad that you like my cooking."

Before Emily had a chance to reply, Spencer, Aria, Hanna, and Alison walked into the kitchen.

"Emily?" Spencer asked.

"Hey, Spence. Long time no see." Emily smiled at the young girl.

"I haven't seen you since I was like thirteen."

"Yeah, it's been a while. How old are you now?"

"I'm almost eighteen."

"Spencer, aren't you going to introduce us to this hottie?" Alison asked.

"Oh, guys this is Emily. She and Melissa dated for a long time in high school. She was on the guys boxing team at Rosewood, and she was state champion."

"Spencer." Emily blushed.

"Don't be modest, Em." Melissa stated. "Emily won the golden globes for women's bantamweight"

"That's awesome." Hanna beamed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name." Emily smiled at the young blonde.

"I'm Hanna. This is Aria and Alison." Hanna pointed to the two girls next to them.

"It's nice to meet you all." For the first time, Emily looked at the short brunette that was standing in the middle of the two blondes.

She was mesmorizing. She had big, beautiful, hazel eyes, her hair came down just past her shoulders, and looked like it flowed in waves. Her lips were full and they complimented her face very well. She was stunning.

"It's nice to meet you too." Aria smiled.

"Why did you and Melissa break up?" Alison asked nosily.

"Alison!" Aria scolded.

"What?"

"You're seriously the rudest person I've ever met." Spencer rolled her eyes.

"No, it's okay. We just decided that we weren't meant to be." Emily answered.

"Oh, that's boring."

"Well, not everything is a movie, Alison." Melissa quipped.

Veronica walked into the kitchen looking regretful. "I'm sorry guys. Peter can't make it to dinner tonight, so it'll just be us women."

"Sounds good to me." Melissa smiled. "Dinner's ready. Spencer, you want to help me set the table?"

"Oh, I'll do it." Emily offered.

"Thank you, Emily."

~EA~

"So, Emily, are you still boxing?" Veronica asked.

"Um, no. I'm actually an MMA fighter."

"MMA? Isn't that dangerous?"

"Yeah, but I like dangerous. It makes the game a little less dull."

"I went to her match last night. She knocked that other girl out in 45 seconds."

"Are you in the UFC?" Hanna asked.

"Trying to be. It's pretty hard to get noticed when you live in like the smallest town on earth." Emily chuckled.

"So why don't you go to Philly?" Spencer asked.

"Because my mom still lives here and I don't think I could live without her." Emily admitted shyly.

"Wait, your mom works at the police station, doesn't she? Pam Fields?"

"Yup. That's her."

"Yeah, I've had a few run ins with her." Hanna admitted.

"You're the blonde girl that got into a bar fight?" Emily remembered.

"Yeah, but that was all a big misunderstanding."

"I'm sure." Aria laughed.

"Spencer, how did your test go today?"

"It went well. I think Mrs. Flemmings hates me though. She calls me baby Hastings."

"That's because I gave her hell in high school." Melissa smirked.

"You almost made the poor woman retire early." Emily laughed.

"You guys had Mrs. Flemmings?" Aria asked.

"Yeah. I swear she had the biggest crush on Emily."

"Who didn't? Emily was quite the catch as I remember." Veronica reminded.

"Was she?" Alison was now intrigued.

"No, they're being silly." Emily denied.

"Oh, Em, don't be so modest. Once Emily won states, girls practically threw themselves at her." Melissa told them.

"Were you two together at that time?" Alison smirked.

Melissa stole a glance at Emily, and noticed that she was looking at Aria. "Um, no. we had broken up a few months before that."

The table fell into an awkward silence, and the teenagers couldn't help but notice how Melissa looked longingly at Emily.

"So, are you guys ready for college?" Emily asked the four teenagers. She stole one last glance at Aria and Melissa's blood began to boil. This was not happening.

~EA~

So, is this better? It actually has a storyline, haha. I hope you like try # 2 better!

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