Tatum accepted the criticism with silent resignation, trying to keep her face straight and serious as she stared at Mackenzie, listening to the blonde speak. "That was just a test," she insisted, fists still up, still balled tightly. But now with the thumbs outside, just like she was told. "I can fucking hit you, don't think I won't!" she yelled, face flushing with color. Anger, rather than embarrassment.

When Mackenzie called her a pussy again, Tatum closed her eyes tightly and just moved forward, giving Mack another shove. She used both of her hands this time, hitting both of the older girl's shoulders, having to stand on her tip-toes in just the slightest to give it more force. She was pleasantly surprised with the stumble that resulted, and she went with the momentum, bringing Mack down to the ground and going with her. "I might be a pussy, but you're a fucking asshole," she hissed, glaring down at the blonde from above her as she pulled her fist back.

She hesitated, her eyes meeting Mack's, before she quickly adverted them. Letting her fist fly, she hit Mack's face finally, the punch hitting her cheek and sliding off. "Fight back!" the redhead shouted, grabbing fistfuls of the front of the older girl's shirt.