The Fight Never Ends

Ch.5

Party time

When we get home there is 5 hours till we get picked up. Amy told Drake I was coming; he was surprised but ok with it. I plan on wearing a plain black v-neck with jeans. My sister comes out of her room at 5; she is wearing a black skirt that goes to her mid thigh and a white blouse. I'm just glad nothing is showing on her, she tells me she plans on wearing her hair up in a ponytail and then she notices I'm looking at the skirt and says

"It's ok I'm wearing compression shorts under this."

"Ok good. What do you think about this?"

I show her what I plan on wearing.

"It's ok; I'm just hoping there are no fights. Don't get into anything!"

"I'll try my best"

I give her a smile. It's 7, and time to party. I grab some extra things and put them into a bag. I'm bringing

Fighting gloves

Shorts

Tape

Water

And a mouth guard

Ok I think I'm ready if I get into a fight.

We get to the party; it is filled with crazy high schoolers. I get out of the car and a few things go into my head

I can't believe I was in McCarthy's car

This party is crazy

I hope I don't get into a fight

Drake gets out of the car and opens my sister's door. As we walk towards the house it's like a whole new world. Drake leads us over towards the beach and explains things to us.

"This is where most of the fights happen, Boy VS. Boy or Girl VS. Girl anyone who wants to fight can fight."

There is a guys fight going on, both guys are sweating and a bit bloody. One with black hair has a bloody nose and a nasty bruise forming on his left cheek. The other fighter is Sam, one of Ryan's many students. He has a bruise on his cheek and arm. He is winning and he definitely knows. With one more kick to the ribs the guy is down and Sam has won. The next fight is a girl with blonde hair and brown tips she steps out of the crowd; she is looking for an opponent

"Come on is any girl brave enough"

Drake turns and looks at Amy. I notice in a heart beat what he is thinking

"No way!"
"She could beat Carla"

Carla was one of Ryan's students until she left when she grew angry with him.

"She has been looking for a fight for a while"

"Well I'm not letting my sister fight; we don't even have gloves or anything"

"Oh yeah, then what's in the bag"

"Nothing but water bottles

He jumps for the bag and gets it he opens it and smiles with joy

"Oh your not ready to fight, then what's all this"

He pulls out my gloves, shorts and tape

"You were planning on fighting"

"No I wasn't"

"Really?"
He steps towards me

"Why won't you let your sister fight?"

"I don't want her to"

Amy looks at us as we argue and suddenly snaps at us

"Guys! I kinda want to fight. If nobody challenges her I will."

She grabs my gloves and charges up to the house. She comes back later wearing her black compression shorts and a red sports bra. She puts on the gloves and mouth guard. The gloves are black with red knuckles and they say 'Never Back Down' on them. She walks past us and says

"I challenge you Carla"

She turns and smiles with a laugh she says

"You, Little Miss Perfect"

Amy walks into the circle and puts in the mouth piece and mumbles

"I'm ready when you are"

At that second Carla charges at her and the fight begins. Me and Drake watch unable to do anything until it ends with a tap out or knock out. Just then Amy gets stuck in a head lock. I shout what our gym trainers always say

"Control the outcome, remember it's on you! I t always has been!"

At that moment Amy gets out of it and jums onto Carla's back she knocks her to the ground and now Carla is in a head lock. It's over, Carla taps out and the crowd cheers. I run out to my sister

"You won!"
She hugs me and says

"I can't believe it"
"Me neither"
Drake runs over and tells my sister she is a great fighter but that when we hear a voice behind us,

"I can't believe this!"
We all turn and see Ryan with my dad at his side

"What were you thinking?"
He drags us home and for the entire car ride he gives us a lecture. He tells us how dangerous fighting at parties can be. But I zone out and stare out the window.