My Life Is Turning Into A Fanfic !

Hit me.

Hit me.

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Jasmine's P.O.V.

"Hit me." Liliana said.

"I don't want to hit you." I argued.

"Come on, hit me." she urged.

"But you're going to hit me back harder." I whined.

"Just hit her!" Hunter groaned.

"You, don't tell me what to do." I snapped at him.

It was Tuesday morning and we had been dragged out to an isolated boxing arena for training. The whole joining a gang ordeal had created some tension between us all, and had put a damper on the rest of the party at the weekend. The boys certainly weren't happy and had demanded to be involved in everything – they weren't letting us out of their sight. Currently, they were catching their breaths from our warmup exercises in the corner of the room, while the gang clung on to the outside ropes of the ring.

"Look, I'm going to block your hit, so just do it!" Liliana exclaimed.

"Fine!" I replied, swinging for her. I punched her on her left arm, only to have her punch me back harder, as expected, square in the nose. "Shit." I mumbled, wiping a trickle of blood away. Is she trying to rebreak my nose? She swung for me again, but this time, I dodged her attempt and hooked her jaw. She stumbled back, surprised that I had managed to hit her. I then landed a second and third hit on her, first her mouth, causing her lip to crack and bleed, and the second to her sternum, knocking the wind out of her. Throughout, I could hear the boys wincing, as the gang laughed and cheered for either Liliana or myself. Hunter jumped into the ring to help Liliana up from the floor.

"You'll fit in here nicely." he told me, grinning.

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Liliana and I stood in the bathroom, cleaning ourselves up in an awkward silence. I dabbed at the blood on the t-shirt I had been wearing previously, while Liliana rinsed the blood from her face.

"I'm s-" I tried to apologise.

"Hey, I-" she said simultaneously.

"You first." I said.

"I just wanted to say that you did really well." She told me. "I didn't think you were going to cooperate."

"Oh, I was going to apologise." I laughed.

"Why?" she asked, laughing. "I hit you first."

"Well, that's good then." I chuckled. I looked down at the replacement outfits we'd been given. "I feel like a tart."

Liliana laughed. We'd been given tennis skorts with over the knee socks, baseball boots and cropped t-shirts. I mean, it was a cute outfit, but a little provocative to be wearing in front of a gang.

"I think we should just be glad that there are shorts attached to our skirts." Liliana laughed.

I felt like I was parading around underwear. We walked out and received wolf-whistles from the guys. "Where's the pole?" I joked.

"If you want one, I'll get you one." Harry said as he checked me out. I went over and thwacked him on his bare chest and then his forehead. I looked around, confused.

"Why are you all topless?" Liliana asked, mirroring my exact thoughts.

"It's an example of the distraction you will pose to the new recruits." Logan said grinning.

"We think your ready." Hunter said.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"There is no way that we are ready." Liliana said.

"Ready for what?!" I repeated, feeling ignored.

"To take us on, in a fight." Hunter replied.

"All twelve of them." Liliana wailed. "At once."

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