Brian asked. “You really think this new girl has a chance?” Brian Kingsbury was the biggest guy in school, and the best athlete. He was a black belt in karate and taekwondo. He studied mat wrestling with an Olympic gold medalist. In the summers, he went to Thailand to train with a kickboxing guru. As such, Brian was the favorite to win at the Brawl in the Fall fundraiser in two weeks. “I think Nicky Bloom has more than a chance. I think she’s going to win,” said Jill. “Everyone’s talking about her. You should think about getting to know her. If you win the brawl, you’ll have to donate your prize money to one of the girls wearing black.” “Not if I win,” he said. “Oh, silly me,” Jill said with a giggle. “When you win. Of course you’re going to win.” Brian didn’t smile or otherwise acknowledge Jill’s vote of confidence. To him, her prediction wasn’t a compliment, just a statement of truth. He was a cocky bastard. “Everyone keeps asking me about the prize money,”
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