Chapter 7: Fake Fighting and Working My Way Up
Haley and I stared at each other in horror, I can't believe that I have to fight my best friend. "GO!" The ref shouted. Haley launched herself at me, pinning me to the ground. "Fake fight, we've done it in Phoenix before. We can do it here." She whispered in my ear before I flipped us over. "How do you know if they'll by it?" I asked. She pushed herself off the floor. "Easy we make them think that were just to evenly matched, then they won't make us go again." She replied. Then she threw a high kick towards my chest, but I grabbed her foot and flipped her. She grabbed my leg, and tripped me. I threw a punch toward her nose, and hit her (Hey we had to make it believable). She hit me in the stomach, but I head-butted her. We heard the cheers stop after a while. They were getting bored. We were making it seem like we were evenly matched. The ref came and called a tie.
Haley and I helped each up. "Well these two are evenly matched. I guess we can't put them in the ring together anymore." The ref called out. The crowd agreed. I let out a sigh of relief. "Next fight: Izzy Lights against Knock-Out Jess." I scanned the crowd for my approaching opponent. I saw a girl with a dark brown ponytail, an ugly scar that ran from her hairline to her chin, and two different colored eyes. She was walking toward the mats that I stood on. This might be fun. She stepped on the mats and nodded to the ref. I nodded too. We were ready to fight.
It took all of two seconds after the ref had begun the fight, for Jess to launch herself toward me. I side-stepped her attack, and launched my fist into her stomach. She kicked me in the shin causing me to fall to the ground. I flipped up, and swung my leg so that it hit her legs from behind causing her to fall. She jumped up before I could pin her, and kicked me sharply in the ribs. I ignored the pain I felt instantly burn through my torso. I punched her in the stomach, and she finally doubled over. I finally had my weak point. I dropped my elbow down hard on her back, causing her to collapse on the floor. I pinned her by her shoulders until the ref tapped her out. "Winner: Izzy Lights. Loser: Knock-Out Jess." The ref shouted out. "That's the last fight of the night." He shouted making a disappointed groan sound out. I grabbed my gear, and met up with Haley.
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James was waiting by my car with a first-aid kit. He was our little doctor. Any time one of us got messed up in a fight he'd fix it. After every fight he insisted on making sure we were ok. Like one time Haley got a really bad punch to the head, and James wouldn't let her leave until he checked it out. As it turns out she had a minor concussion. Since he didn't fight he wanted to make sure we were all good to fight tomorrow. He diagnosed Haley with a bruised stomach, Carl with a sprained wrist, and Taylor with minor cuts and bruising. He saved the worst for last. "Uh, Izzy your not gonna like this. I think that that girl Jess might have either broken, bruised or fractured your ribs." He said frightened and nervous. "Your right James I don't like that at all." I whispered. "I think I know who can help." I said suddenly. I had remembered Alice telling me that her dad was a doctor. I dragged my friends to the Cullen house. I rang the door bell and waited for an answer. Mr. Cullen opened the door in a lab coat. "Uh, hi Mr. Cullen. I need your help."
"Well Izzy your lucky. The ribs are only severely bruised." The pale blonde doctor announced. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Just keep ice on it for a while. No strenuous activity for at least forty-eight hours either." At that I groaned, because that meant no fighting. "Well other than that everything looks good to me, but do I even want to know why your so bruised up." He smirked. "Oh just a bit of ruff-housing with these knuckleheads." I lied easily. "Ok." He looked as if he didn't believe me, but he let me go anyway. "C'mon Izzy we gotta go. Thanks Doc." Carl called out. We got up and left. "Guess I wont be fighting tomorrow." I whispered saddened. "Oh Izzy, I forgot to tell you they rarely fight on Sundays." Haley smacked herself on the forehead. "Great, well lets go back to my place I'm exhausted." We climbed in our respective vehicles, and drove back to Charlie's.
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