CH5- Nothing At All Joe

-Thea Queen's View-

I tried on a nice dress that I planned to wear to the party and couldn't help but smile. My light makeup accented the dress quite nicely.

'I look good. Would he think that? Wait, why am I thinking of Tate? When did I start calling him that?! I haven't met him yet!' I slowed my breathing to stop my heart and calm down.

I started to change back into my regular clothes and put the dress in a bag while thinking about Isaac.

'It'll be okay, he'll like you don't worry.' I ascended down the stairs to see my Mom and Walter talking to each other. I also saw Tommy and Laurel downstairs too.

Initially I hated the fact that Tommy would go behind my brother's back and sleep with his girlfriend, but I realized how Oliver was, his playboy past should've been a red flag to her. Plus I saw that she was happy with Tommy, so I got over it eventually.

"Are we all ready to watch the best under-18 boxer in the country fight in our city?" Mom asked, her question more directed toward me. She discreetly winked at me, making me glare at her.

"Yes." We agreed in unison. Tommy particularly liked boxing, so he was looking forward to this more than anyone else. Except for me of course. Because I like boxing too! Nothing else.

We walked outside of the doors to this large estate and got into our respective cars. Laura and Tommy in his, while the rest of us got in a limo with a few security trailing behind.

The boxing match would be held in a small arena that isn't far from the small party that is in correlation to the boxing match. I got butterflies in my stomach the closer we got to the arena.

'Why do I feel like this?' I thought, more or less knowing the answer.

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-Isaac Allen's View-

I put on a white shirt with black parachute pants and a pair of white Air Force One's. After tending to my hygiene, hair, and face care, I stepped out of the bathroom and made my way down the stairs.

I accidentally collided with Iris, making her stumble.

"Oh, sorry sis, I didn't mean to bump into you, I'm kinda in a hurry you know." I said, helping her stand up.

"Oh no it's okay Tate, I know you have that charity boxing match today. I'm sorry I can't make it, I have to take an extra shift at my job today. Good luck though, I believe in you."

(A/N: She's not working at Jitters yet. The year is 2010 and she doesn't become a reporter until 2014. Working at a coffee shop for 4 years is a bit crazy to me. At least in the standards for this world.)

"It's okay Iris, I'll catch you later though and thank you." We shared a hug before we departed. I picked up my bag that was next to the couch and headed out to Joe's police cruiser.

'This Iris so far seems nothing like the one in the show. That's definitely for the better. I wouldn't give the one from the show a hug if you paid me.'

I wanted to take the train to Starling City, but Joe profusely denied that request. He said that if I wanted protection, then I'd have to ride with him.

When I got into the passenger seat, I remembered why I didn't like riding in police cars.

'These seats are so damn uncomfortable.' The car ride to Starling City wasn't too overbearing of a distance, so I could withstand the uncomfortable condition the whole time.

"Joe, is my tuxedo in the back?"

"Yeah."

With that confirmation, I decided to check social media. I was surprised to see a follow request from [@TheaQueen⭐️]

'Last time I checked, there wasn't a star? Or was there?' I ignored that thought and accepted her follow request. I then followed her back and found myself scrolling down on her profile.

'We have the same birthday? That's interesting.' I mused.

I liked a few of her posts and turned off my phone to enjoy the rest of the car ride. What I learned from my past life, is that too much social media is almost always a bad thing.

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Joe arrived to the arena and parked in a spot that was reserved for him by the event holders. We hopped out of the car and made our way into the building, seamlessly slipping past all of the paparazzi distracted by the other boxers who were over 18 and professional.

Joe took me to the meeting room where boxers have to check in, to make sure that they wouldn't have to false announce your fight when you're not even there. After that, we walked around for a bit because the event wasn't going to start for another hour.

Joe had to use the restroom, so I stood outside the bathroom to wait and looked at the schedule they gave me to see when my fight would be.

"Damn! I have the first fight of the event? I didn't know I'd be the opening. Of course I'm first, I am the best after all." I muttered in surprise and mock cockiness. I subconsciously had my foot stuck out in relaxation and that was when someone had tripped on my foot.

I dropped the schedule and quickly grabbed the person before they fell to the ground. The both of us were kneeling as I tried to help her up.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have had my foot out like that."

"No, it's okay, I should've been paying attention to where I was going." Only when we were both standing up, did I notice who I was talking to.

It was Thea Queen. Sister of Oliver Queen, aka Green Arrow. She was more stunning in person than online.

"Oh, hey Thea. I didn't recognize you there." I casually greeted her, as if this wasn't the first time I've ever talked to her. My approach caught her off guard. She probably thought I'd become nervous in front of a celebrity like her, but far from it. That's usually how the boys falter in front of her.

I thought this approach would be more entertaining to her and make me seem more approachable. Having any sort of positive relationship with Thea Queen sounded like a win to me. Let it be best friends or whatever, it didn't matter.

The Queen family was powerful.

"That's bold of you to talk to me like that Issac. You speak as if I've known you for years. As if we're friends or something." She spoke with a smirk on her face.

"Well now you're talking just like me, so I guess we are friends then." I said with a grin.

"Well since we're friends, that means we have to exchange numbers, because friends give each other their numbers." She added, pulling out her phone and giving it to me.

I put my number in her phone and she put hers in mine.

"Hmm, all these contacts in your phone.. are you a playboy?" Thea asked playfully.

"I might be. But I'd only have eyes for you." I responded. A harem didn't sound too bad for me, but I can't just have a big ass harem with a bunch of random girls.

"Thea, come! I need you fit something." Moira's voice sounded out from a distance, unfortunately that meant Thea had to abandon our conversation now.

"Shit, my mom's calling for me. I'm sorry Isaac I gotta go." She said, very annoyed.

"It's alright Thea, I'll see you later." She smiled and leaned forward and kissed my cheek. She turned around, preparing to leave. Before she got too far, I had to tell her something.

"Oh, Thea! Just call me Tate. That's what I tell all the beautiful ladies to call me." I joked. She turned around and nodded at me with a smirk. Just as she went out of sight, Joe came out of the bathroom. He saw the grin on my face and looked at me funnily.

"What'd I miss?"

"Oh, nothing Joe. Nothing at all."

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(A/N: Sorry for the slow burn, but I want a good harem, so it's a necessity (:p)