Shades of Blue

Chapter 4: My First Street Fight

Rebecca's P.O.V

I'm currently in my room studying for finals which are by the way in one goddamn week.

Fuck my life

But I'm trying my best to get straight A's because, as I mentioned before my dad sorta bailed on my mom before I was born so without a scholarship I'm pretty much screwed and I'll have no chance of getting into a good collage. Also my moms been having some trouble paying our bills so I'm trying to find some way to get us some money. Then I remembered .............

Him

The hooded guy who talked to me about two weeks ago in front of the boxing club. He gave me his number I case I was interested in his street fighting proposal. I was planning on forgetting it ever happened and going back to my normal life but like I said, my moms having trouble with our bills. Without thinking I grab my phone and dial that strangers number. I'm about to press the call button when realization hit me like a truck.

What the actual fuck am I doing?!

By pressing that button I'm basically agreeing to become a criminal since street fighting is kinda....... You know illegal. Then another thought came to me

You need that money

But then I'll be a criminal

But think about your mom ............ She needs that money

But................

But NOTHING press that fucking button and call the guy NOW!!

The voice in my head is so annoying.

I'm not 100% sure about this but it's not like a have much of a choice. So without hesitation I press the call button and here about two rings before he picks up.

Wow he's fast

"Hello?"

"Ummmmm yeah...... This is The girl you talked with in front of the boxing club the other day, "

Wow I'm really nervous about this

"Ohhhhhhh , " he says remembering who I am.

"So have you considered my proposal. " he sounds eager for my response.

"Yeah............., " my voice cracks at the end.

STOP BEING NERVOUS REBECCA GOSH WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?

"So will you accept, we could really use you, your an excellent boxer, "

"Ummmmm thanks, and yes I accept, as a matter of fact I want to know when my first match will be,"

Im really sick of studying, I need a break, and what better thing to do than to kick someone's ass! Am I right!?

" You can come right now if you want we have a match scheduled for 5pm,"

I look at my watch, it reads four thirty, I've got some time on my hands.

"Five Is great where will it be?"

He tells me the directions to a street I know and then says:

"I'll be waiting come as fast as you can," then he hangs up.

There's no turning back now. I go to my closet to pick out of what I'm going to wear and decide on some jeans and a plain black tee. I grab my motorcycle keys and just when I'm about to step out on my house I hear somebody calling my name.