⁰², MORTAL COMBAT CHAMPION

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𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊.
chapter two; Mortal Combat Champion
Nothing like seeing a man eat his first bufriedo. . . or seeing a girl eat her thousandth. "

"PUDGE, MY DEAR boy," Poe's voice startled the blond, but he relaxed slightly once realizing it was only her, "The Colonel already ditched you, huh?"

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"PUDGE, MY DEAR boy," Poe's voice startled the blond, but he relaxed slightly once realizing it was only her, "The Colonel already ditched you, huh?"

  "He's with his girlfriend," Miles nodded in confirmation.

  The girl took the last step into the Smoking Hole, before collapsing dramatically into a chair beside Miles. He smiled lightly at this; somehow it felt as though Poe had accepted him before anyone else had.

  "Sarah," She nodded, pulling out a pack of Marlboro Reds, "Want one? Everyone laughs because they're the expensive ones, but that just means they're better."

  "No, I'm okay," Miles smiled politely, making Poe shrug and take one for herself, "So, The Colonel said you and Alaska are best friends."

  "Something like that," Poe smiled as she lit the cigarette, "Alaska was my first friend at Culver Creek. I was supposed to fall in with the right crowd, you know, the Weekday Warriors. Being a rich kid and all that. But, nope, Alaska Young saw something in me and saved me from the horror of that. Of course, there weren't any other options until The Colonel came to school, but we made do with what we had."

  "I don't think you'd fit in with them anyway."

  "That's just about the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me," Poe smiled, "So, you like Alaska already?"

  "What?"

  "Well, you kind of asked about her in the least straightforward way possible," Poe laughed, shrugging, "You're cute, Pudge, and you seem sweet, too."

  "Oh, thank you," Miles accepted awkwardly.

  "I'm not hitting on you, if that's what you're worried about," Poe whispered, nudging Miles, "Lighten up, Pudge, I'm saying if Alaska gets a clue maybe you'll have a chance. But, I wouldn't get my hopes up, she has a track record of dating the wrong ones. You're too. . . right."

  Miles was shocked by the truth that came out of Poe without an ounce of effort on his end. She stood, letting the butt of her cigarette fall to the ground, before crushing it beneath the heel of her sneaker.

  "I'll catch you later, Pudge."

  "Yeah, see you."

  Poe Doherty didn't know where the day went. Like it was a younger version of her kid sister, playing hide and seek like it was life or death, the hours drained like she'd pulled the plug in her sink.

  And it was all Takumi's fault.

  "Nah, Poe, you're losing."

  "He's lying!" Poe yelled to Chip, not looking away from the screen, "I'm on a winning streak!"

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