Love Story? Maybe Not.

Chapter 7. And Then I Met Him...

"Bye Mitch :( I have to go to boxing :/ x"

"Oh :( OK hun, talk tomorrow? Love you x"

"Love you too! But be careful tonight?x"

Mitch has a habit of going out on Saturday nights and climbing things or sledging down hills on bin bags at midnight...

"Will do babe! Don't get too beaten up today, wouldn't want that gorgeous face of yours to be damaged;) x"

Mitch can also be kinda pedophiliac at times and can also be VERY weird but he makes me laugh and helps me get my confidence back!

I'm gonna miss him when we go back to school... It's been fun with him, but I guess it's time to move on and find someone I will actually get to see, who lives in the same country!

Anyway...

My mum dragged me into the car at 9:30am! Normally I would still be in bed with my iPod getting chatted up by Mitch or some other pedo on palringo and/or kik. But now every Saturday morning I'll be up at 8 and out of the house by 9:30 in my gym kit!

Great...

Getting there felt like the longest half an hour in the entire world and the only thing that kept me from making my mum turn around, go home and go back to bed was Eleanor's text, "Maybe you'll meet someone there, there's bound to be at least 1 cute guy!"

Finally the car pulled into the carpark.

I walked in.

"So you decided to join did you?" said the coach we met yesterday. I laughed and signed in.

I was led into the boxing gym and I could hear people talking and skipping.

I looked around at the people working out.

1 guy wore a "hugs not drugs" tshirt which made me smile.

Another guy was so cute but he looked to be in his late 20's... No chance there...

And to my disappointment the guys boxing weren't any better. Most were people no where near my age apart from this 1 guy, but I knew him from school and he's not the type of guy you would like to meet in a dark alley.

There wasn't even any girls around to talk to... At this point I really wished I had stuck with the other gym! Such a billy no mates...

I got out my rope and began my 3 rounds of skipping, my ponytail bobbing from side to side with each jump.

The first 3 minutes was up and the bell rang, 1 minute rest.

I heard 2 more voices behind me, I turned around to see a tall guy, with brown and light skin. He seemed nice but who I was really looking at was the guy next to him wearing the yellow tshirt...

He's a bit shorter, has darker hair than the other guy and he just looked completely perfect!

For some reason I started to smile, but I was speechless.

His brown eyes met mine and he gave me one of those "hey" nods.

He saw me looking and he didn't look at me like I was a weirdo!

I guess the coach must have seen me staring because 10 minutes later we did some bag work in pairs, I didn't have a partner because obviously I didn't really know anyone and I'm too shy to talk to anyone, so the coach took my arm, walked me over to the bag where the guy with the yellow tshirt was and said to me "How about you work with this handsome young lad?"

After the bag work we did some sparring. I actually had some nice conversations with people while punching them.

We never did sparring at the old gym! Not properly anyway.

It was so fun!

And now I'm really glad I decided to train here!

And I can't believe Eleanor was right! I've finally met someone. Every other guy I've been around at the moment have just seemed like idiots, but this guy seems so different to them. He's so nice and friendly, he's also funny!

There is only one minor detail I've forgotten...

To ask for his name! I didn't even realise until Oscar said this after I got home...

"That's great! I'm happy for you! So what's his name? ;)"

Oops...

Well, the last thing I heard him say to the other guy was "See ya Patrick!"

So since he wore a yellow tshirt, until next week he shall be known as Spongebob...

Phoebe x