Boxing

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Left Jab

Right Uppercut

Block

Dodge

I kept hitting the sand bag to pull the anger that had built up over the week. And man did I need that. God that Aaron rode my skin thinking he can just have me puhhhh not. He can dream about it but he can't get me. Nope not happening.

Then I hear someone call me out of my deep thought

"Ari" "Arianna" "ARIANNA" my trainer Joe called me "What-" oh right focus, attention on my target and with three swift punches and a tackle and and knock out punch and my Joe was now under me tapping out.

"Getting better i see" he said shocked "only if you call that bettering, sure, what ever makes you happy" and with that said I sent my signature move down unexpected my right downtown punch (it's when I would put all my might and energy into one punch in there right eye leaving them with a black eye ) and joe was laughing after I socked him with that. I was confused I have never had never had that reaction when I sent my downtown to my opponent but he said "No that's getting better, now I'm gonna have a black eye for a week, thanks ari ,really appreciate it babe" I hate it when people call me babe IM NOT YOUR BABE OK?!? Calm down Arianna ...... I tapped his glove , even though I only had my mitts on he yelled one more thing before I hit the showers "you have a guest in practice tomorrow so it will be just you and him cause I'm Judging a street fight, and don't worry he won't have any funny business, if he does just kick his as-" "Butt, joe , little ears" as I pointed to my ears he just laughed and I accepted the offer , or more like demand of sharing MY ring tomorrow. Oh we'll some kinda company. I took off my sports bra and slider shorts and jumped in the shower.

I got out of the shower and threw my hair in a messy bun and put on my grey loose sweat pants I had to roll them like 49 times before they would not fall off. And put on a white spandex top and my varsity jacket with my last name on it in big letters. It was a simple jacket blacker and white my last name on it and the letter A on the front and it buttoned up instead of a zipper. I decided to walk home cause I did not wanna drive home and my bike was at home so I really had no choice. I took my bag and slung it over my shoulder as I walked the dark streets.

Man this place gives me the creeps. WAIT WHAT, NOTHING SCARES ME except for clowns those thing are just creepy.

'Bang' 'bang'

What was that ???? It sounded like gun shots. I being the curious person I am ran towards the sounds, and when I did I saw something I would have never expected ..... Aaron lying on the ground with a hole in his arm the size of a golf ball. OMG..........

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 21, 2013 ⏰

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