Boxer

Ch. 4 The Morning

"Tsss 😬" I say as I wake up. My head fills with pain. Must have been loud at the club yesterday. Then I think about what I'm going to do for the next 2 days before I go back to coach at Hit Quarters for boxing.
As I head down stairs I call out "Devin, you up"?
I get to the living room and he is still passed out, half way off the couch. I walk to the closet, close by the door and put on my dark (grey, gray?) hoodie. I'm still in my socks so I quickly and carefully side out the door and look in the mailbox. Only one letter.
I walk back inside with the letter in my hand and go into the kitchen.
After I pull out a glass and fill it with some water I look at the letter.
"To Nate Rogers : From Secret :) "
I look at it for a minute and think about who it could be or what's inside. It could be from Ashley. I crisp my fingers around the small envelope and seems like nothing but a piece of paper.
I go ahead and open it. It's a piece of shiny white paper. I began to read :
" Dear Nate ,
I'm writing this letter that you are now holding because I would like to congratulate you on your work and efforts recently. I have seen you improved and though you probably haven't noticed , I have been watching Hit Quarters, as well as a few other groups recently. I also watched the tournament. You did very well and I want it continue seeing you improve. I also wrote a letter to your coach and look forward to seeing what happens from now on. Please keep in mind I did not write this to you because you won the Summers Oct. Tournament, I have written this because I don't think , I know you are good. Continue doing what you do and you could be signed to a pro soon. See you soon Mr. Rogers.
~Best Wishes Mr Rick Smith. "

I paused for a moment. "Wow" was all I could really think. Rick Smith. He's a medium simi Pro Boxing League owner. I can't even imagine if he picks me to start training at Rocky Corps. Right now I'm at Hit Quarters. Which was put together by a coach that wanted to create talent. It's nothing big, I've been here for a couple years working. He trains us and goes around trying to find tournaments and matches around places for Small companies trying to hit it big. At Rocky Corps , Rick , who has been coaching for a while and is very good, coached a medium pro arena. Which is made of people that are good and are coming from un pro places like me. Then eventually the boxers start gettin into light tournaments and try to get up to a real Professional Boxing octagon.
I set the letter ontop of my mantel and drink the rest of my water. I get up and go wake up Devin.
"Devin... Bro.." He turns a bit.
"Aye man , wake up" I call.
He gets up with a groan.
"It's almost noon.." I tell him
"Oh 💩, I got to go shower and stuff man. Right on for letting me stay here tho" he says and begins to walk out the door. The door closes but opens back up. I turn around. " I love you" he said with a smirk and blows a fake kiss
Lmao "your gay" I laugh. "Haha bye man" he says before leaving again.
Devin's been my l best friend since I was in 8th grade. We always joke and mess around.
I sit on the couch and decide to watch a movie. I start watching I Am Legend because it's the only thing really on.

To be continued :)
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The movie is over and I walk upstairs to my room. I