like this is all amusing, which annoys me so bad! "This is Cassandra. Cassie, this is Porkchop."
I raise an eyebrow. "Uhhhh, hi, Porkchop?" I say it more as a question, because I'm unsure as if that is really his name and if I'm really supposed to call him that. It feels awkward leaving my mouth.
The Porkchop guy just grins slightly, "she gonna cause trouble?" He looks me over before looking back at Avery.
"Fuck no man, I wouldn't just bring any girl here. Cassie is special." His words cause me to get both nauseous and butterflies. I either want to know what is going on or get the hell out of here.
"Good," Porkchop states. He moves out of the way from the window.
Avery gives me a slight nudge with his elbow. "You first Angel. I'll climb in after, you'll need my boost to get in."
I'm honestly not sure why, but I listen. This could be some sex slave shop or something, yet, I trust Avery and walk towards the window. He helps me through it and comes climbing in after. The room I land in is just like an old office, with some chairs that have been there a long time, lined with three inches of dust on each one. Nothing else.
Avery walks towards the door in the room, so I follow after, making sure to stay extra close. We walk down three hallways before I start to hear people talking down the set of stairs in front of me. I stop and look at Avery. "You need to tell me what this shit is now. I'm not taking another step, I'm really freaked out right now."
He looks a little sheepish at my outburst. "Sorry Cassie, I didn't mean to scare you. I just didn't want you to back out, but I guess it's too late now anyways. I'm involved in underground fighting. I was champ in Port Angeles and in all the surrounding communities for the past two years, so it was easy to get set up down around here. Tonight I'm fighting a guy named Pierce Danielson, and if I win, I get a shit ton of money. He is champion in this area, and has been wanting to fight me since I entered town. It's going to get crazy down there, just a warning, so I want you to stick with my bud Mason, okay?"
"Oh," I state, "yeah, of course. Can I watch though?"
He smiles ear to ear, "I'd love that. You sure you want to?"
I nod, "absolutely! I knew you looked like a fighter, and quite honestly, it's-" I bite down on my lip and blush rapidly. The words came out before I could stop myself from saying them. I didn't finish my sentence but with the look of question on Avery's face, I have a feeling I'm going to have to. Damnit.
"It's?"
I look down to the ground. "Sexy," I mumble.
He chuckles softly as he places his finger under my chin, causing me to look up at him. He leans in and brushes his lips against mine. "I'm glad you're here." He grabs my hand without so much as a blink of the eye and pulls me with him. I'm in shock and don't even know how to process anything. Does he like me? Or does he naturally flirt? What is going on right now? Maybe it's just all in my head.
I meet a lot of different people before the fight, including Avery's friend Mason. I've seen him around campus a few times, because trust me, it'd be hard to miss him. He is just shy of six feet, has naturally tanned skin, muscles, blue eyes and brown hair. The best part of him though, is his very southern drawl, making him sound like a sexy cowboy. I've actually mentioned him to Aubrey a few times, telling her she should go for a guy like him. She always says she wishes but hasn't made a move on him. Now I'm going to play cupid without either of them knowing and try to set something up. He is being extra sweet to