LOGIN“So how do they win?”“See the judges down there?” he asked, pointing again. “They determine who wins each round and gives the fighters a score based on their performance. Highest points at the end of all rounds wins.”“How can they assign a score when both of the fighters are so strong?” I asked.“
HaileyThe next night, I went to Tyler’s MMA match, just like I’d promised.There were more people than I expected at the match. The stands were already halfway filled when I got there, and I looked around nervously trying to figure out where to sit.Until I saw Derek waving at me.A grin broke acro
HaileyThe next week, Tyler became the perfect student.He was always in the study room at least ten minutes before me reviewing what we discussed the day before. He asked for extra worksheets and would have them completed and double-checked before we met. He asked meaningful questions and tried to
“I’m sorry too,” he finally murmured. “I never considered it would be a waste of your time if I didn’t take things seriously. I thought it just impacted me.”I wrapped my arms around myself, searching for the right words to say. I wasn’t used to him being this sincere.“I didn’t mean any disrespect,
HaileyIt was honestly impressive how quickly Tyler had ruined my mood during class.One minute, I’d been on the moon, excited about how jealous Derek had been and how much he’d obviously wanted to spend time with me. The next, I’d realized Tyler wasn’t paying attention in class and listened to him
Tyler“It happened! Tyler you were right, it went perfectly!”When I’d seen Hailey grinning as she’d walked into class, I’d needed to take a seat. I’d always heard people describe their knees going weak when they saw someone beautiful, but I’d never thought it was such a literal experience.My knees







