Life in the Ring. (Editing)

The Big Leagues... Nothin i can't handle.

Chapter 9

Asshole just kissed me. He had really soft lips. What am I going to do?

I pulled back and smacked him across the face. I leaned back in the seat and avoided eye contact. He smirked.

"That shouldn't have happened. You have a girlfriend. She is sleeping with half the school. But she is still your girlfriend. I say we tell no one that this happened and I will continue to hate you like I have since I met you. And you will continue to hate me for kicking your ass in class today. I am going to get my brother then go home and brush my teeth for and hour before going to the gym."

"Okay." He said. That was all I allowed him to say. I got out of his car and walked back to my car. A minute after I got in the bell rang and kids ran out of the school. I saw Kaleb, Skylar and another little boy talking. I waved to them through the window. The little boy ran over to the Escalade I just got out of.

Ryder has a brother? Hmmm. Cute. The boys got in the back of my car and we headed to Skylar's house. Kaleb and I headed home after dropping him off.

"Did you make any new friends today, K?"

"Yea, his name is Kellin King. He has a brother your age. His name is Ryder, I think." 

"Yea, I know him."

"Could I stay over at his house some time or could he stay at ours this weekend?"

"Sure, bud."

"Yay!" 

"Bud, I have to work tonight, I have a babysitter that will come over and watch you."

"Okay, be careful sissy." He seemed so concerned. We got home, I took a shower and called the sitter. I was going to go to the gym until 7, then I was going to go down the warehouse. It was 4 when Natalie got there.

I left after explaining everything she needed to know about Kaleb to her and told her to call me if she needed anything. 

*** 

I had my Black Mamba clothes and mask in my bag and my gym clothes on already under my leggings.

I pulled into the parking lot and ran into the gym locking my car behind me. 

"Hey, Mike."

"Hey, Tori. What's up?"

"Did your boys tell ya? I kicked Ryder's ass today in gym at school?"

He looked at me in disbelief. 

"Who can prove this?" He turned to the boys and they all raised their hands.

"Well. Good going kid. If you want to take his title as top fighter, you have to fight him here."

"I will think about it. His ego is damaged enough for now. So is his face." I smirked. 

We turned as the door opened and Ryder walked in.

Mike walked up to him and examined his eye.

"She got you good, boy."

He just mumbled and stared at me. I turned and started stretching. 

A few minutes later, I saw feet in front of me.

"Need help stretching?" Ryder asked.

"Sure, thanks." 

I laid on my back and Ryder knelt down holding one knee down and pushing my leg over so it touched the ground by my head. He held it there for 2 minutes and switched legs for another 2 minutes. We did several other stretches and later he commented.

"Damn you are flexible. I wish Brittany was that flexible."

I just laughed and headed for the treadmill. I sprinted on it for 30 minutes. Ryder followed me but he could only do 20 minutes of sprinting. 

I guess he got quite a show because he sat down behind me and just watched me run in my spandex shorts. Jesus, guys. I went for the bags for another hour. Ryder was just sitting down. That boy has no stamina at all. I looked at the clock and saw it was 6:30 already. I ran for the showers. I wanted to get down to the rings quickly so I would have time to register and get ready before the fights. 

I thought about Ryder as I drove to the warehouse. He is such a player. All he wants to do is bang a chick then leave her. I'm surprised that bimbo bitch Brittany has lasted this long. I wonder how she does it. Oh yea, she is a whore and will do ANYTHING. 

The hate fire for Ryder has been re-ignited. 

I parked a block away from the warehouse and jogged around the back to the fighter's entrance with my bag over my shoulder. 

Mike said he would meet me inside in the text he sent me earlier. 

I came up to 2 body guard type men, more of the bouncer type. I was about to enter when they got in my way.

"You are s'pose to be a fighter to use these doors, little girl."

"I am a fighter, you twat."

"I don't think so. Little girl like you. Bad things could happen to you."

"I can handle my self."

"I don't think so."

"Douchebag, let me in. I have to register before the fights start."

"Really? What's your fight name?" he chuckled.

"Black Mamba." I hissed.

They laughed again.

I had one guard on the ground and the other pinned to the wall by his throat in less than 20 seconds.

The door exploded open. It was Mike.

"Hey, Mike."

"Hey, Back Mamba."

The guards looked at each other and cringed. 

"Told you, fuck tards. I dropped one guard and took my foot off the other and walked into the warehouse.

I ran to the changing area before someone could see me. I put on my spandex shorts and MMA shorts over them and a purple and black sports bra that matches. I grabbed my large purple hoodie and a purple mask that covered a third of my face and had eye holes and ended at the tip of my nose. 

I couldn't let anyone find out who I was. 

I exited the changing rooms with my hoodie and mask on.

I went to the registry area.

"Name?" the man said.

"Black Mamba."

"THE Black Mamba? You are a legend. Everyone around here has heard of you. Word on the street is that you're a girl."

I unzipped my hoodie and looked down at my chest.

"Yeah, at least I was the last time I checked." he looked shocked at what he had been told.

"Respect." he held out his fist. I collided my fist with his. 

"So, who should I fight?"

"Well we have 3 guys open for fighting tonight. One at 8, one at 9 and one at 10."

"Will take them all. How much am I fighting for and what are the names?"

"You sure you can take 3 fights tonight? They are pretty tough."

"I'm positive." 

"Okay, a thousand a fight."

"Holy shit. That is awesome. Names now."

"Crusher, Iron Fist and Blaze. In that order."

"Kay, thanks bro."

"No problemo."

It was currently 7:30. I had a half an hour till my first fight of the night.