Boxing

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It was Marcel's first boxing lesson. He seemed nervous, considering he couldn't see. Well he'll be okay, I say to myself so I can feel better.

His trainer helped him for awhile, then he told me to go wait outside, because this would take awhile.

When I was outside, I thought it would be a good idea for me to go get Marcel contacts. So that's what I did. When I came back, he was really into the whole boxing thing. I was surprised. He had no glasses and I guess he sweating to the point where the gel came out of his hair. He had loose curls just like how he did when he came out of the shower.

When the lesson was over, I gave him a ride home. He invited me in, because he wanted me to have dinner with him. I said okay, Anne was glad to see me back. I guess she really likes me.

"Mum, I signed up for boxing." Marcel said.

"Oh that's good." Anne said.

We all sat down to dinner right after Marcel put his contacts on. He said that they were very helpful.

After dinner I went home to see my mum.

"I thought you were working." I say

"I got a call from school saying you got in a fight." she said while giving me a scold.

"loo-"

"I'm sending you to live with your aunt if you keep this up. If you show me that you have at least one friend or person who can say something good about you. Then I'll change my mind."

The first name that came to mind was Marcel.

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