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"SO IT WAS A DATE!" ——

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"SO IT WAS A DATE!"
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"I gotta say, Tony," Alona panted, "this actually feels good."

Tony watched her with amusement as he drinks from his water bottle eagerly. He adviced, "Don't push yourself too much. Your hand isn't even fully recovered yet."

Caleb, their boxing coach, shakes his head in awe and amazement as he observed the Hispanic female throw punch after punch at the punching bag. "Damn girl. I've never seen a girl punch like that my whole life! You could punch me and I would say thank you."

"Fighting is actually a good way to release anger. The feeling of conveying the pressure out of you and to another." Alona exhaled sharply, snatching the bottle from Tony's hands.

"Does anger run in the family?" Caleb teased Tony and he laughs when Tony glared at him halfheartedly. He averts his attention to Alona, "How'd you even get your hand messed up anyway?"

"Just this fight I had yesterday night. No biggie." Alona shrugged nonchalantly, taking off her boxing gloves and inspecting the purple bruises on her knuckles. She checks the time and gathers up her things, "Anyway, I gotta go. You staying for another round, Tony?"

Tony nodded, not tearing his eyes off of Caleb. Alona laughs, noticing the mini interaction before checking her notifications as she made her way out of the building. There were 7 messages from her Mom, 2 from Sheri, and what caught her eye was the 6 messages from Scott and his 2 missed calls.

scott
good morning 😁
did u get good sleep last night?
heyyy i was wondering if we could hang out today?
hey, where are u right now?
why aren't u answering me :(
hellooo ?
call me when u get this

Alona immediately dialed his number after reading his last text, ignoring the eagerness she had to hear his voice. After they hung out at Monet's that night, he had found himself a crack in her walls to get himself in. Scott had a way of making her loosen up to him which made Alona crazy because no matter how hard she tries to fight back, she can't help but cave in.

He picked up at the second ring. "Thank God, I've been waiting for your reply for three hours."

Alona smiled. "You were?"

"Yeah. For a moment there, I thought you went back to ignoring me again." He pouted at the other end of the line.

"Well, I was starting to reconsider it actually." Alona joked. "Listen.. a-are you..? Are you free right now?"

"For you, I am." He replied quickly. "Where are you? I'll come get you."

She tells him the address and waited for him patiently by the sidewalk. Though Scott was in a middle of a pot session at Montgomery's house, he skips his turn and excused himself to the bathroom to compose himself. He was grateful that he hadn't taken much hit of the cannabis. He had a little trouble leaving the house full of stoned baseball players but since he was the only one who was on his straight mindset among all of them, the guys didn't have the strength to stop him.

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