Odd (2)

"Hey-o honey!" Nan says to me on the phone. "To you too, darlin'." I say.

"I was wondering, would you like to follow me to a fight today after school?" Nan asks casually. I think awhile.

"Where will it be held?" I ask, uninterested. "Mmm, probably just outside school grounds." Nan says. I do not wish to go, so I tell Nan so.

"Please? Please, please Nadine. I don't like going by myself. Now that I'm a little older, I feel kind of self-conscious because I'm the only girl there!"

I feel a little sorry for Nan, but I still do not wish to go. Then I remember what Nan said a few days ago about seeing the Gorgeous Guy at a fight. Maybe the Gorgeous Guy would come by. I might be able to catch a glimpse of him.

"Alright." I say. "Thank you thank you thank you!" Nan squeals. "See you later bye." Nan hangs up and I go and lie on my bed.

"Nadiiiiiiiiiiiiine!" My mother screams. "Go and get ready for school!" I heave myself up and go to change. I wonder what I should wear...

I meet Nan on my porch and we start off for school. "You look nice." she says. I smile. "That's a relief." I breathe.

"What's happening today that you didn't tell me about?" Nan asks. I roll my eyes. Nan is so forgetful. "I only agreed to go to the fight with you because I thought ehem would show up." Nan looks at me, sort of dazed.

"Who?" she asks. I nudge her and then she goes "Ohhh..."

When we arrive at school, we meet Holly at the gate. She is looking at her phone. I poke her in the side and she looks up, mildly interested. "Oh hello. I didn't see you there."

"Who is tha-at?" Nan asks Holly, peeking over her shoulder at Holly's phone. Holly goes red and quickly stuffs her phone into her pocket. "We have to go for class." she says, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the school building.

I wave to Nan as I run to catch up with Holly. "Why are you hurrying?" I ask her. "I don't want to be late." Holly says curtly. So I just follow her, my thighs aching.

After school, I meet Nan at the school gate and we walk around the school fence until we reach a little crowd of noisy boys. "AGH! We're missing it!" Nan exclaims, running towards the knot of people.

"Fight fight fight fight fight!" Nan and the boys cheer. I look around for the Gorgeous Guy but to my disappointment fail to see him. I sigh and decide to watch the fight.

"Who are these people?" I ask Nan, pointing to two figures wrestling on the ground. "Oh, that's Teddy Lowe and Teddy Rye. Teddy Rye insulted Teddy Lowe by having his name, so they're fighting it out. Fight! Fight!" Nan pumps her fist.

I am stunned by such idiocy, but the fight seems quite interesting. Teddy Rye is attempting to bite Teddy Lowe's index finger and Teddy Lowe is punching Teddy Rye's calf.

Suddenly, Teddy Lowe's finger is bleeding. "OH!" Nan cries in delight. "Now we're going to sing The Blood Song," Nan tells me gleefully.

"Blood, blood, blood
It has been drawn, drawn, drawn
You are a brave man, man, man
So brave dear friend, friend, friend
So brave for your, your, your
Your blood, blood, blood
Has been drawn."

After they sing the word 'drawn', everyone spits onto the ground with a loud snarl. Then everyone (Teddys included) claps. I am thoroughly traumatised. I don't think I will be going to another fight ever again.