procrastination

Chapter 1

"One more round, One more round, One more round!"

Sweat was beading down my face and I couldn't believe that it all led up to this, these two people, human beings fighting over me... The girl who never took herself seriously, never cared about anything, until he came around. The ring was rumbling, shaking, making clicking noises as the two boys were fighting and the crowd was screaming, at this time I had to pick. I couldn't continue to sit in the corner and watch the two fight, I had to pick who's side I was going to be on. Who was I routing for? Who did I want? Who do I really need?

Beating the stereotypes of a young southern girl is hard, but attempting to beat the stereotypes on teenage girls in general is even more difficult. I never really thought that I would have to hide that those stereotypes have been associated with me ever since these two people came into my life, but it all didn't start this way, I had my eye on one specific boy at first, or should I say he had his eye on me the entire time? I knew that he had good intentions, but sometimes they came off to strong, and he didn't turn out to be the person I thought he was at first. It was crazy because he changed right after I gave him a chance.

"Are you almost done in there, Mike?" I yelled into the gym waiting for Big Mike to be done so I could come out and train he was training with Alex for about 2 hours now and I was ready to sweat, it sounds weird but there was something comforting about it. I looked over and saw that Mike was cleaning everything up so I could come out there. My hair was currently having an argument with my hair tie so it took a while to pull my hair up, I walked out into the gym and began running around the outside of the ring, doing sit-ups, and the rest of my warm up routine before I jumped over to the bag. This consisted of my usual combinations and ducking due to the fact that I was getting ready for a fight with a very known young boxer, named Rosie Martinez.

It was late and I was the only one at the center due to my dad's side job which is supervisor of the community center. I was suppose to lock it up after I got done training and re-preparing the gym for tomorrow. I was in the middle of my combination when I felt two hands wrap around my waist, I turned around and punched the pervert in the stomach, "What the hell are you- Oh my gosh, Gage! I'm so sorry!" I bent down to help the guy who's stomach I just applied so much pressure too.

I slowly rubbed it, I lifted up his shirt to check for bruises and jumped back when I was revealed with his sculpted body which showed he had been working out for some time now. I went up by his head and looked into his eyes making sure he was okay, I was greeted with the most beautiful pair of green eyes with specs of green in them. In that moment, I knew something was going to happen. It wasn't because his body was slowly getting closer to mines as his eyes began to shut, it was because I had a feeling he knew that I had my eye on him the entire time.

My mouth soon was met with a soft pair of lips being pressed into them, was this how a kiss was suppose to feel? Psychically I didn't feel anything, to be completely honest the only thing that I was experiencing was mental pleasure and satisfaction. On the outside I only felt lips on mines, but on the inside I felt excited, not like Get in my pants excited but like, Oh my gosh! He might like me back!!! excited. I never thought someone at the gym would be my first kiss. Simply because I never thought that I would ever kiss anyone, I mean of course I've imagined my first kiss before but that was usually interrupted by my younger brother interrupting my thoughts. Was I really thinking about all of this right in the middle of a kiss? There was seriously something wrong with me. I bet if Andrea Russett was here she would slap me, Really now I'm thinking about god damn Andrea Russett?!?

"Woah, I never thought I would get to do that," confusion took over my face as the words left Gage's mouth. He never thought he would be able to kiss me? Hell, he's the cutest guy in this place, hell the whole town. I mean, it wasn't everyday that a hot guy would come kiss a sack of potatoes like myself, "I mean, I'm not saying it like you're not worth the kiss but I was just always intimidated to kiss you... Cause you're really different." For a second I was confused and was slightly scared. But I was soon pulled out of my puddle insecurities when a smile plastered across his face signaling that calling me different was a good thing.

I couldn't help but smile, I didn't want to ruin this moment. It was just now confirmed that my crush liked me and there was honestly nothing that would ruin this moment. That soon changed when I looked up at the clock on the wall and it was revealed that I was out way past my curfew, I jumped up and began to clean not even worrying about the fact that I may or may have not ruined my moment with Gage. I quickly began cleaning the gym, I began to run upstairs when I tripped and hurried to pick myself up. I went into the office and shut off all the lights. I was just about to close the door when I realized Gage was still in the building, I sighed not wanting to stay and wait for him to clean up and come upstairs. All of the worry soon disappeared when he came into view.

All my worry was soon put to rest when Gage pressed his lips on mines once again, "Goodnight, Gage... See you around." I smiled and walked off into the cold November wind and walked over by my car. Perks of living in the south consisted of me being able to drive at the age of 15 due to working with my father and grandfather. I was only allowed to drive from school to work, but sometimes my dad gave me permission to bend the rules a little bit. I hopped into my truck and leaned my head back against the seat right after I started the car. A huge grin crept onto my face and I could not control it.

My car ride home was very relaxing it gave me a chance to think everything through. It was soon interrupted when I was distracted by how beautiful the lights showcased the small town. I never really imagined myself living in a big city, it just wouldn't be the same. I like the fact that everyone knows my name, although there are multiple outrageous stereotypes, the fact that most of them are true makes me laugh quite often. I arrived home in the middle of deciding whether or not I would let my parents know about what happened tonight or not. I finally decided while walking up the steps that I wouldn't, things would be too complicated if they found out and I would probably never be able to set a foot in the center ever again.

"I'm home!" I belted out as soon as I walked through the door, I was ready to pass out but sadly I had to take a shower right before. I padded off into my room and flopped onto my bed before I began removing my shoes followed by the rest of my clothes. Might I say the walk to my shower was one of the most difficult tasks of the day. My body was sore and my head was aching due to all the thoughts that were bouncing around on my drive back home. I was soon relieved of the horrible symptoms of being a teenager when the jets on the shower head gifted me with hot water. My thoughts for some reason kept seeming to leave my mind and travel down the drain along with all the excess water that was being used in order for me to enjoy this relaxing shower.

I stepped out of my shower and dried myself off followed by putting on my sleeping clothes which consisted of a pair of baggy plaid pajama pants and a shirt of my choosing. I didn't want to have to deal with my hair so I simply wrapped it up into a towel in order to make sure my hair didn't wet my pillow. I laid back and closed my eyes and was soon interrupted when my laptop received a notification. I'm absolutely obsessed with my laptop, so I immediately jumped up and went to retrieve it. There wasn't much that was there except for a friend request from Gage. Wait! Holy shit, Gage sent me a friend request, although this may not seem like a very big gesture, for an internet fanatic like myself, this just shows that Gage isn't mad at me for totally flipping out and rushing back home after our moment.

After accepting his request and waltzing around my room like a crazy woman, I sat in my bed and began to drift off into sleep. My girly starts began to come into play and I began thinking about what it would be like if Gage was here now? I slowly wrapped my arms around myself imagining that the arms there were his simply because I couldn't at the time imagine it being anyone else, well I suppose that's a lie because Channing Tatum wouldn't be too bad either, to be honest. But that was the least of my worries, I guess Gage pushed all my celebrity crushes out of view because the only person I was thinking about was him.

I don't know how things'll be tomorrow at the gym, the thought of being rejected after something that I consider to be a huge milestone in my life would be heartbreaking and I can't seem to push these stupid thoughts out of my head. I want to enjoy my sleep, but the stupid teenage voice in my head is feeling very chatty and cautious today. In any other given time, I would simply go find someone to confide in, but due to my decision not to tell my parents... this is going to be harder that I thought.