Warning: there is blood but no gore....just like bleeding from being punched or something like that.....and also more swearing........sorry.....and try to find the dirty joke/statement (there could be more than one). And up top is Zoe
~Avery's pov~

I stood with Jordan at the back of the school with a hood over my head, Taylor was late, probably a detention, not surprising. But soon enough the devil himself shows up (Taylor), I look at him and only blush a bit but not enough to be seen by any ordinary human but Ms. Hawkeye McButt in (Jordan) watching your blush grow. But Taylor just stared at me.

"Come on, let's just get this done with" Taylor sighed. I nodded and took off my Hood, "ready when you are" I said, Taylor smirked and cracked his knuckles which made Jordan shiver, she and I hate the sound of cracking- wait! He's trying to sike me out! That dick! I hate how he uses my weaknesses against me.

"Why don't we make a little deal?" Taylor asked, "what kind of deal?" I ask, "if I win you're my slave for the week and if you win - which would be hard to do - I'm your slave for the week" Taylor said holding out his hand, I nodded and shook his head, "deal" I said. I could hear people whispering to each other: "you know what happened to the last 'slave' right?' " someone asked another person, "yeah, the poor girl" the person replied.

People gathered in a circle and some chick came in between Taylor and I and made us back up from each other, "I want a good clean fight got it boys? First boy down for ten seconds is the loser and other's slave for the week and has to do what he says." The girl said, oh my gosh, this was Zoe, Taylor's little sister, she's only younger than him by two years but still! She looks so different from when we were younger! Anyways back to the fight.

Me and Taylor both nodded I  agreement to the things Zoe said and then we began, Taylor tackled me to the ground but I luckily switched out positions so I was the one on top and he was the bottom. I winded up and punch Taylor, I punched him as hard as I could and I made his nose bleed! Taylor then growled and pushed me off with his back legs, I hit my head on the concrete when he pushed me off and let's just say it hurt like hell!

Taylor then sat on top of me and punched me over and over until I grabbed his fist and glared at him, "I'm sick of your shit" I growled, I then threw him off me and stood up quickly. I felt like a raging fire! I loved it! Taylor quickly stood up and punched my stomach, it hurt but I tried not to show any of the pain on my face, I was so done with Taylor. I then kicked his stomach which made him back up but soon cane back with a huge blow to my face. I fell on the ground and then Taylor got on top of me and grabbed my collar. "I'm sorry" he whispered quietly and then punched me, I then thought of something quickly and then smirked, "you wish you were in bed with me" I joked, I said it loud enough so everyone could hear and everything went silent, "it makes sense since you so willingly got on top of me so many times" I think I just pissed him off even more. He then stood up and glared down at me, "I hate you" he growled and then kicked me in the back, people were shocked since that's how the other boy went (lost). That's how Taylor really wins, he never did it to me though. Everyone was so shocked.

One.... Two... Three... I could hear Jordan yell at me... Six.... Seven.... Eight....Nine.....

Suddenly I got up and stood straight up,  "you though I'd go down that easily?" I laughed. Suddenly everyone cheered for me, they were amazed of how I could continue fighting, a black eye, bloody nose, a hut head, and an aching back. I get that but I've fought Taylor before, when we were younger. I usually lost because I actually had strategy but they failed but just observing Taylor gave me the knowledge of his weaknesses. I glared at Taylor and smirked, "one of those "hero's" I see" Taylor laughed "pathetic". Then Taylor punched my stomach and it hurt a lot but I ignored it and punched him in the face which made more blood come from his face, I then grabbed his collar and continued to punch him until Taylor punched back. I looked at Taylor, he had a black eye but not as bad as mine and his blood increased from his nose. Then Taylor was about to punch me but I grabbed his fist and twisted it but Taylor didn't react, suddenly Taylor punched me with his other hand but this time with all his might.

It knocked me down and I hit my head on the concrete again which made my vision go blurry. That's it. I lost......but at least I lasted longer than anyone ever has. I know I made Jordan happy and everyone shocked but two words stuck to me.... "I'm sorry".... why would Taylor say that? At least I was a man and defended my friend. But I lost..... I guess not all stories can have all sugar coating....