Boxer Girl

2. My Boys.

"Guys, I'm home." I called as soon as I opened the house door. Johnathan gave me a ride after school, so now we can study.

I turned to Johnathan while clutching my over-the-shoulder bag's handle and said, "come in, we'll study in the living room. No one's home." And I went inside.

When we entered the living room, you could see the aftermath of Justin's 'party', where bottles of coke were scattered around, and a few pizza boxes open and mostly empty.

"I'm going to kill Justin." I muttered under my breath.

"What I'd it with you and killing?" I heard Johnathan's voice from over my shoulder, which startled me a little causing me to unleash a squeak that caused him to double over laughing.

I gazed angrily at him for a while, even if I wasn't truly mad. I mean, how can you be mad at this set of gorgeous ey-.

What the hell are you thinking! I asked myself snapping out of my daze, so I grabbed his wrist before he could sober, and dragged him upstairs.

My desk was set next to my bed, so I sat on it, while he sat on the spinning chair and we took our books out.

It was amazing how he could make me understand what I don't, he was a great tutor. He never gave the treasure, only gave the map. It was my mission to find the answers by myself. It took time, but it was successful. While I was finally doing some equations by myself, he did his own homework to kill time, and by the time he finished, so did I.

"MAIA!" I heard from downstairs.

"Oh god." I said recognizing my twin's voice. "I'll be right back." I said hurriedly. The thing about Mason is that he loves screaming at time, and would start talking from down the stairs that his sentence is finished when he reaches my door, or anyone's for the matter.

"What!" I said after I ran over to him, fearing he might say anything about our boxing career.

"When's your next training?" He asked the second I reached him.

I let out a sigh and slapped my forehead for his stupidity. "It's on Thursday, and I have someone in my room, so don't say or scream anything about it." I said and headed upstairs.

"Wait!" He said following after me, "you didn't say Alicia, so who's with you?"

"My tutor. Thanks to you and your new girlfriend." I replied cutting to the chase before opening my room's door and entering.

Unfortunate both me and Johnathan, Mason came after me, but when his eyes landed on Johnathan, his eyes softened a little, "hey man." He called.

Johnathan changed his gaze from his phone to our direction, where he smiled when he saw my brother. "Hi." He replied.

"You're her new tutor?" Asked Mason as he directed his thumb at me.

"Yeah," he replied as he spun the chair to be facing my brother perfectly.
Mason released a sigh of content as he said, "you, my friend, are a life saver. You'd be lucky if she passed." He said and left.

"Hey!" I called after him, "you were a bad tutor, that's all." And returned back to my seat.

"I was never a bad tutor, you never asked for my help." A voice said from the door. I looked and saw Shawn standing at my door, with a paintbrush in his hand.

The thing about Shawn, he was never interested in boxing, but still did it for extra money for his college fund, and did artwork on daily basis. He was always there, unless he was painting, so I took that fact against him for teasing, "you never were, just like Mason now with his girlfriend, you had your brush and never gave me time." I said pouting and intertwined my hands together like a young child.