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Chapter 25: Someone make her stop

"Fight club?" Isabel says from behind my shoulder, a joyous note in her voice. "Fight club? There's a fight club here?"

We all startle a little at her volume and try to get her to sit down but there's no stopping her once she has started. She's propped with one foot on the bench next to me and the note clenched in a fist as though she's just won a medal at the inter-faction Olympics. I imagine her as an olympian, short toga contrasting with her brown skin and a delicate leaf crown on her head.

This immediately segues to thinking about Christian in the same outfit and a blush rises in my cheeks so fast that I am immediately grateful to Isabel for causing so much of a distraction.

"Am I invited to participate?" she asks Sam, who nods slowly as though he regrets that the answer is yes for all our sakes. Isabel crows a loud whoop of delight that draws even more attention our way. I see other tables bending heads together to point and mutter and Chrissy hunching her shoulders.