She's New, and She's A Badass

Things I Hate: People, Brian, and... Oh Yeah! Hormones

Andys POV

Things didn't go exactly back to the way they were. I know Jake was still on edge, especially after I made make that promise. He thought I was going to run again, but I knew I wasn't. I made a promise to myself that day that I wasn't going to run away from my problems, even if others might be in harms way. I would either do whatever I could to protect them, or die trying. End of story.

In some ways I still haven't learned my lessons. I still sneak out for fights, usually once every week. Knowing that James Harper or Devon isn't there gives me some sort of comfort.

So back to what's happening in this exact moment. (haha) I ran to the gym hoping that Jake wasn't going to be there. In all honesty he distracts me, with his big sexy muscles, glistening with sweat. How they flexed when he punched or lifted something, or someone. It gave me chills, and it turned me on... A lot. I'm surprised I haven't jumped his bones yet.

Of course luck wouldn't be on my side, because as soon as I walk into the gym the first thing I see is Jake in the ring fighting Ollie. Damn. That's all I have to say. Damn.

I shake my head trying to get rid of the perverted thoughts I am currently having, and walk to a punching bag. I wrapped my knuckles and was about to punch the shit out of the bag when I hears a deafening thud echo throughout the gym. I turn around and see Jake on top of Ollie, so I figured it was Ollies back that caused the thud.

I heard Ollie grown, "Oh my god. I think you broke me. Aw shit. That hurt like hell."

I chuckled and was about to turn back to the bag when Jake called out to me, "Hey Andy. Wanna fight?"

An evil smile spread across his face which scared me in a way, but I knew I had it in the bag. "Yeah, sure. As long as you're ready to lose to a girl once again." I said sauntering into the ring.

"I dunno. I've been training real hard for this moment. I need to beat you, then my life will be complete." I laughed as Joey rang the bell.

We squared off and Jake again was the one to make the first move. He swiftly jabbed for my face and punched for my stomach, which I blocked both with my ninja reflexes.

He grabbed my right arm with one quick motion and pulled up causing pain to go through my entire arm. This isn't going to happen. Hell no.

I reached my free arm to grasp where his shoulder and arm met and flung him over my shoulder, where he landed infront of me with a thud.

He was up in record time but was blind sided by my fist connecting to his jaw and my knee to his diaphragm. He let out a breath, just having the wind knocked out of him and collasped to the ground.

Joey rang the bell and I laughed, "I guess your life isn't complete just yet." I mocked.

"That was a dirty move." Jake cholked out.

I shook my head, "No it wasn't. It was completely fair. If this was a street fight you'd probably be dead right now. There are no rules in those fights." I said, helping him to his feet.

"Its just sad. My own girl friend can beat the shit outta me. That just ain't cool." Jake complained.

"You're good at a lot of other things. Don't get me wrong, you're a good fighter just not as good as me. Obviously. But you're good at other things too." I said with a smile. Oh god. Me and my dirty mind.

"Like what?" Jake asked.

I got up on my tip toes and whispered in his ear, "Well, you're good at turning me on."

Jake looked down at me with surprise written on his face, like he didn't actually believe I would say that.

Then he did something I didn't expect him to do at all. He pulled me by the waist to him and planted his lips firmly on mine. I knew people stopped and starred at us but at the moment I didn't really give two shits and a half of what they thought. I was in the middle of a great makeout session with my boyfriend and they could all suck a lemon.

I heard someone clear their throat and we broke away to see Mike looking up at us from the ground, "If you don't mind, Andy you have a new client here. I told him that you were our best and he wants you to train him."

I nodded, "Okay. Has he ever faught before?" I asked.

Mike nodded, "Yeah he has, but nothing major. He paid for two hours."

Mike left and came back with a man in his early twenties, "Andy, this is Brian Deelo. Brian, this is Andy. She is going to be working with you for however much time you continue to be with us."

Brian looked me over, "This is your best? She looks like she 12."

Way to make a good first impression. Brian was a dick and I didn't like him at all.

"I assure you that Andy knows what she's talking about. I wouldn't put you with her if she didn't." Mike said, and before leaving he mouthed to me 'Be nice.' Yeah be nice my sexy ass.

"So how old exactly are you?" Brian asked as we walked to the weights. "Im 16, turning 17 soon." I said simpily.

"How in the hell are you Mikes best? That kid you were with when I came in... He seems like he's older than you." okay, he was really beginning to piss me off.

"Older doesn't mean better." I said through a set jaw. "Now, today we are just going to work on lifting. They are going to be repititions."

I handed him a 55 pound weight that you put on the bars to do bench presses. When I let go of it he almost fell over. "Its 55 pounds. Need something lighter?" I taunted with a smirk.

Brian shook his head, "No I'm good."

I rolled my eyes. Men. "Okay, so what you're going to do is squat, and swing the weight inbetween your legs and then jump up with the weight above your head. You're going to do that 20 times. And go!"

I have to say I worked this guy really hard, and I'm pretty sure he hates me. Oh well. The feeling is mutual.

"You're probably going to be really sore tomorrow, so I would recommend doing this as a every other day thing for now, until you get used to this type of work out." I explained to Brian.

"When are we actually going to fight?" he asked sounding exasperated.

"When you know how to work out on your own time so you're not wasting mine, like you are having this conversation with me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my boyfriend. Toodles." I said with a beyond fake smile and a girly wave as I sauntered away.

I saw Jake punching the life out of a punching bag in the corner of the gym. I smirked and walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder which caused him to swing blindly in my direction, and lucky for me I have good relfexes and ducked.

I smiled when he saw me and encircled my arms around his neck and attacked his lips. Jake seemed surprised about my boldness but didn't seem to mind.

With his lips still on mine he walked us back until I slammed against a wall. In my opinion, it was hot as hell. I wasn't sure if people saw us considering we were in the far back corner but at the moment, I couldn't give two shits who saw. I was currently having the best makeout session with the man whom I loved, and let me tell ya this. He was an AMAZING kisser. Can I say it again? AMAZING!

My hands roamed his sculpted bare chest and chisled abs. Out of the blue Jake took my hands and trapped them against the wall with his. "Andy, if we don't stop now, I'm pretty sure we are going to get a lot of complaints from inocent bistandards. And you'd probably get fired." Jake explained to me sounding a bit out if breath.

I nodded knowing he was right. But all i wanted was to jump his bones..... When we we're alone. I'll wait til we're alone. Yeah, I can't do it. Challenging, but I love challenging. Not this type of challenging.... I hate hormones. Hate, hate, hate them.

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't uploaded in like FOREVER, but I've been busy with stuff and I had my last exam today and I got a job for the summer, but I'll try and update more often now. Key word try. But I'll remind you that if you comment, the could compell me to write more often, so you people better start commenting:)

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