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First to be KO’d for a 10 count, loses the match.

The scene begins with me, a popular person at our school, coming up to you, and I want you to go to prom with me. You don’t want that because your other date is more pretty than I am, and that makes me so angry. I have an idea, and so I propose a boxing match in front of the school, to decide this. You are doing a boxing workout so it seems like an obvious choice. If you win by knocking me out for a ten count, then I'll leave you alone, and in fact, won't go to prom at all! But, if I win then you have to go to prom with me, and you have to be dressed as my prom queen all night. High stakes but high rewards. You accept the challenge and are not at all afraid of me, but you should be.

Fight scene – In the beginning, it looks like I will lose. You land some hard jabs toward my face and belly, knocking me down a few times. Each time I rise up for more, although more slowly than before. You tell me how you thought I would miss prom for nobody wanting to go with me because I am not pretty enough. But, this proves to be a big mistake! It lights a fire in my fighting spirit, so I spring up and begin pounding on you, quickly landing jabs of my own towards your face and your belly. It sends you staggering. Now it's your turn to fall, but you too get up quickly at first. Eventually, you are knocked down by a powerful uppercut. You get up once more, though it is clear you are getting tired. Since you are hardly fighting back I can taunt you that you should put your dukes up. I kiss my gloves and h*t you with not one but two uppercuts. You are staggered and I grab you, look you into your eyes, and h*t you with the final, lightning, punch.

End-Stage – You awaken with me counting to 10, sitting on top of you, posing for our fellow students. You can hear the excitement growing in my voice with each number, as I get closer to 10. The match is over. You have lost. I go out of the fighting area to get a dress for you since you have to be MY prom queen now. We walk out of the fighting area together, arm in arm: "Don’t fall, sweetie, be careful we have to get ready for our big prom walk. Don’t forget to smile sweetie, nobody likes a sad prom queen."

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