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Chapter 7- Hayden
" So Hayden why on earth would you chose dancing as a sport instead of oh- I- don't- know- boxing?"
When we got to Sapheria's house she headed straight for the shower and told me to to socialize with her father.
And boy was it awkward. He was like a private investigator who was digging up information on a criminal. Only I'm not a criminal, I'm just a kid.
For the last twenty mintues it was question and after question. Some were easy to answer but the one he just asked was by far the hardest.
I knew he was the boxing coach and I didn't want to say anything that would offend him.
What the heck was taking Sapheria so long!
" Well?"
" I-I-I-uh-uh-well."
" Okay I'm ready to go Hayden."
Finally! Thanks for saving me just in time!
I turned to look at Sapheria and my jaw litterally droped to the floor.
Wow was all I could say ( or think is more like it).
This is the first time I ever seen her in anything besides sweatpants and boy do I tell you she looked super hot in a tight blank tank top, black skinny jeans, black combat boots, a black leather band on each arm with them, and skull earings. Her dirty blond hair was pulled back into a wavy ponytail.
Wait did I just say hot? Snap out of it Hayden! Sapheria does not look hot! She just looks different! Plus you've seen hotter before! Can't think of any right now but...
" Uh Hayden," she snapped, " Quite staring at me! Its rude!"
Oh fiddle sticks!
I shook out of my day dream and apologized.
She snorted. " Sure you are. Dad we are going out!"
" Don't be to late Shappire! You got pratice in the moring!"
" Ya ya whatever dad. See you later."
Once we were outside I asked if she was going to get in trouble for back talking to her dad.
" Nah! He doesn't give a shit as long as I'm ready for a fight or practice."
It might of just been me but I could swear for a second I saw sadness in her eyes, as if that fact bothered her.
If it doesn't it honestly should. I know if my parents only wanted something to do with me because of dancing I would be extremely hurt. Parents are suppose to love you unconditionally no matter what.
" Hey can I ask you something,' I asked when we were on our way to wherever it is we are going.
" Well I can't stop you so go ahead."
I prayed to God that she doesn't get mad at me and just blurted it out, " If your dad wasn't a boxing coach would you of gone out for boxing?"
She stomped on her breaks and we came to a full stop in the middle of the road.
" What was that for," I furiously asked.
" What's with your lame question!" She was just as angry as I was. Maybe I shouldn't of asked her that.
" I was just wondering because I take it your father had a big influence on you becoming a boxer."
Saperia slapped me hard across the face and pressed on the accelorator.
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