Boxer Girl

5. A Normal Teenage Day.

I spent the entire week either at school or the house. I didn't have to attend training, but father told me to be present at Sunday night. According to him, my fans wants feedback about how I am, and there's no better source than the victim herself.

Moreover, throughout the week, Johnathan had been overly easy on me, saying I shouldn't work hard with a broken limb, but then I shut him telling him that I'm not dying with laughter. He didn't like that and kept his frown until I told him that it's no big deal since I write with my right hand, and not left one. He hesitated, but dropped the subject.

Mason was being over protective. Seeing his twin hurt and not being able to help sucks. I know because I saw him hurt before like I am now. That's why I spent most of the time comforting him the most.

Selene came over too. She pressed the idea of Red Death's broken arm, and how it's strange we both broke the same limb, bit I just shrugged it off.

Time passed in a blur, and without noticing, it was Sunday already. And I knew I had to face the media today.

I knew that I had to cover the signes first, but I couldn't paint on them, because I knew I'd have to face my friends tomorrow, and they'd be suspecious. So I did what Shawn adviced me as second plan.

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I was in my assigned room in the arena. I remember having a small aid kit in here, so I went searching for it. The second I found it, I got hold of the gauze. I didn't want to do it at home. I feared someone might pop up and come to a surprise visit and catch me hiding the signs, and all get suspecious.

I sat on one of the chairs in the room, and put the aid kit on the table in front of me. With the tip of the gauze next to my wrist, and started rolling it around the rest of my forearm.

It took a while, but eventually I finished wrapping it and hiding it. I was lucky enough to have four brothers who kept me safe and guided me in a way no one saw the signs before reaching my room. And now, I know I'm safe.

"Knock knock." I heard someone say from the door. I looked and saw S.J. standing there a little pale but with the same smirk he always wore.

"Oh, hey." I said happily. I haven't seen him all week, and it was refreshing having him here.

"How are you doing?" He asked as he started moving to where I was sitting indicating to my cast.

"I'm alive, aren't I?" I asked mockingly, "unless I'm a ghost who's here to haunt you." I continued freakily.

"Why would you?" He asked as he finally reached next to me and sat.

"No reason. Just for fun," I said grinning.

"That," he started then stopped to think, "would be cool." He finished. But before I could answer, my coach called me and said, "you'll be the first to stand in the ring today."

I stood with a sigh, as well as S.J. who said, ""I'll escort you there."

"Okay." I said smiling.

We walked in silence, until we reached the end of the isle where all fighters go out. Someone was standing there to arrange who goes out. He stopped S.J. in place and ordered him not to go out, which he agreed to.

We waited there for a few moments in more silence while the man standing prepared me to go out and mostly fixed my mask. After he gave me a mike he went back to a table where he got contol of many bottons I have no idea what they mean nor do.

"Hey," I heard S.J. say as he neared me. He put his han on my shoulder and said, "you're going to do okay." He said leveling himself to m level. "I know you would."