"Hey Sickle!" Claire smirked at me from the changing rooms.
"Not in the mood Clairebear!" I smiled back as she stomped off irritated by her new nickname. Note to self, keep calling her that.
"Kay boys go get ready! The equipment for you is in that room." I said pointing to a different changing room.
Minutes later>>>>>>>>
"Okay boys! Who's first?" all of the boys crowded away.
Harry POV
Please don't pick me! Please don't pick me!
"Styles, You're up!" she ordered me onto the mat.
Why me????? I shook my head.
"Now Curlyfry!" she barked so I got onto the mat.
"Rule one! Keep your hands up at all times and keep your eyes on the opponent!" she placed my gloved hands in front of my face.
"You ready?"
"No." I squeaked.
She threw her fist at my face then BAM!!! Her fist made contact with my nose.
"OWWWW!!!!" I yelled clutching my nose. She didn't stop there. Thee moment I put my hands down, she hit me again! Except this time in the stomach.
"STOP!" I yelled jumping off the mat, landing on my sore stomach.
I looked up to see Sierra smirking at me.
"Next!"
The rest of the day went like this: Sierra would assist the other boys kindly and full of care, but when It came to be my turn, she beat the processed tea out of me! Evil demon girl!
Later on>>>>
We all watched, exhausted, as Sierra talked to Claire and her coach, Jim or something like that.
"WHAT!" Sierra yelled and being the nosy buttholes we are, we crept closer.
Claire laughed.
"Coach you've gotta be kidding me! She hates his guts! I mean I wouldn't even be surprised if he suddenly went missing."
I frowned. They were talking about me.
"And how would you know this, Claire."
Claire looked down, obviously embarrassed. I mean I haven't read any "Girls 101" recently, but that was definetly a look of shame.
"Cause she hates me too."
"What? I don't hate you! I just haven't forgiven you yet." Sierra sighed.
"Whatever."
Awkward silence.
After some more talking they finally came back.
Sierra POV
"So boys! You guys are gonna be staying with Sierra." Joe announced.
The boys cheered and the Next thing I knew, I was being picked up and whisked away.
"Put me down, now!"
"Ooh, feisty!" Zayn you're really starting to get on my bad side. I quickly slapped him upside the head.
"Ow" he mumbled. Yeah that's right. I hit Zayn Malik. Deal with it
Anyways,Liam and Niall had my legs and Zayn and Louis had my arms. I wondered where Harry was but honestly didn't care. I just like to know where everyone is. Oh, and another thing you should know about me... I hate surprises thanks to Harry and yes Claire, too.
Speaking of Harry, Where was he seriously?
"BOO!" someone yelled in my ear.
I screamed and must have jumped up at least 3 feet in the air. Of course I couldn't jump, I was flung in the air by the scared boys.
I felt my self falling then next thing I know, I come in contact with the ground and all of the wind I have is knocked out of me.
I feel like I'm suffocating. like there's not enough oxygen in the air for me. Like I was choking... On nothing. I kept coughing and gasping for air.
Harry POV
This should be fun. Maybe if I could get her to laugh, then I could sorta break the ice.
Perfect plan.
"BOO!" I yelled into her ear. But of course my plan didn't work out as planned.
She completely freaked out. And to make matters worse, the boys freaked out too and threw her into the air only so she could come crashing back down.
I watched in shock as she started gasping violently then curling up in a ball and rocking back and forth. Huh. Even after all of these years, she still does that.
I looked around and I saw that everyone else in the room looked shocked. After a few minutes of absolute silence, She sighed and stood up. She took a look around and shot me a really dirty look before limping away.
I'm really in for it.
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Boxing Glory
FanfictionSierra is a hardcore boxer who lives with her 4 year old brother and her best friend. she suddenly gets news that she gets to train ONE DIRECTION!!!! the only problem is Harry Styles. can she move on from what happened in the past and become friends...