Start a Fire. First round

Victoria Joseline Clark had never been a particularly prudent girl, though she could not be accused of lacking smarts. For the seventeen years of her life, she considered herself to be an average person and led an average existence at that. Studying at a renowned high school, constant quarrels with her annoying twin brother, frequent parties with friends, and family dinners in the company of her caring mother and faithful dog were her daily bread. Her parents had one goal: to raise their children to be upstanding citizens. Since she was little, rigid rules were instilled in her, which she followed blindly, convinced that they would protect her from the problems her mother would tell her about. Unfortunately, the girl was not ready for the fact that her biggest nuisance may turn out to be a tall boy with a dead gaze and a cold smile. A few poorly chosen words and being in the wrong place at the wrong time was all it took to start a fight she wasn’t ready for. Everything spiraled out of control when this black-eyed, jaded boy turned out to be the favorite of the illegal boxing matches that her mother, the mayor’s right-hand woman and trusted friend of the police officers, had hated for years.