Uppercut /// Grayson Dolan

Chapter 6 - Grayson...

I rush out of the building and look up at the sign that is hanging above the door. It was dusty so i stand on my toes and brush away the dust.

"Uppercut" it spells.

I was right it is an old boxing gym.

"Haha" i laugh, boxing is my most favorite sport. I have a passion for it, it's like a drug. Back in my old town, i used to sneak out at night and went boxing at a local gym. I was never in an actual comp, i just box when i need stress off my shoulders. But, when i heard that we were moving, i was partly upset about the fact i was leaving it behind and i was afraid i couldn't box anymore. I always wonder how my parents didn't catch me, they would absolutely KILL me if they found out.

But now that i have found a new, well old, boxing gym, I haven't been happier.

With the massive smile on my face, i run through the rain, heading for my house. People stare as i skip the whole way.

Once i get to my house, i fling the door open and rush upstairs.

"Jessy, what took you so long?" my mum calls.

"It was raining!" i shout from the top of the stairs.

"You're making a mess on the floor!" she shouts again. "Come down here right now! You're cleaning this mess up!"

I grown as i walk slowly down the stairs.

Mum hands me a mop and a bucket of soapy water.

"Clean" she says pointing at the muddy foot prints, before walking back to the kitchen.

I take off my shoes and start to clean fast. Quickly scrubbing away the muddy train. Out of all times in my life, i have to clean NOW.

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2 hours later

I sit impatiently on the dinner table. Stuffing down every piece of meat i could fit in my mouth.

"Jessy, slow down. Why are you in such a rush?" dad asks.

"Ummm" i say. "Endria wans to cwalle me on skype. Si says it's urgent." i lie, through the meat that's stuffed in my mouth.

"Ewww, she's making me sick" Liam says, copying what i said the other night.

"Oh, Shut ip you brat" i say.

Dad studies my face, he looks confused.

"Wha?" i say.

"What happened to your eye?" dad asks.

I hesitate. "Pole, I ren into a pole, it waz slipwy" I lie.

Mum looks at Dad, worried.

"Clumsy" Noah teases.

"Noah shut ip!" i argue.

I finally manage to swallow the massive piece of meat in my mouth, and i throw my plate in the sink.

"Ahh, mum dad, don't come in my room, Andrea says it's... private." i say. "In fact, after the call, i might go to bed early, y- yeah, i'm, i'm really tired." i lie, nodding my head.

Mum and Dad look at me strangely.

"Okay" they both say.

"Goodnight" i say running up the stairs.

I launch into my room and lock the door shut. I rummage through the boxes, that still haven't been sorted through, for my gym gear. I bought myself a pink Nike sports bra and Nike sport tights, with the money i earnt at Starbucks. Took a while to save up, but i managed it.