"NOBODY TOUCHES MY GIRL." Luke stepped in front of Ave.
"My girl, my girl, talkin bout MY GIRL!" Ave began to sing.
"NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR THE TEMPTATIONS, AVERY!"
"I couldn't help it, the oppertunity was there."
"Back to her, Don't touch her or else."
"Or else what cutie." Dark leaned in closer to him and blew a quick kiss.
"That's it. Bitch is goin down." Darth leaped over her boyfriend and attacked Dark. There was a lot of hairpulling, and scratching. They fought like angry cats and smacked. Eventually, Darth pinned Dark down. "FEEL THE PIMP HAND!" Ave yelled, slapping Dark.
Dark wriggled out and ran off. She was bleeding on the arm and had a red cheek where she got bitch slapped. Her green hair was messy and part of it was in Darth's fist.
"DON'T MESS! CAUSE YOU KNOW WHO WILL WIN!" Ave inspected a cut on her arm and ran her fingers through her hair, like nothing had happened.
"A few times in my life I've had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I've lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be."