Boxing. It was my life. I could never stop. I tried to pick up differnt sports but they never compared to boxing. All my coaches say I'm gifted. I don't think of it that way. I don't think of it as a gift. I think of it as a passion.
I am the boxer.
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"A little but harder this time." Luke yells before throwing a punch. "You know, I hate fighting a girl." He confesses as I punch his jaw back. "Well, Would you rather tell you're boy band you got beet by a girl?" I laugh at him before throwing in a kick. "Don't call us a boy band. Were just a band." He corrects. "Well, you're 4 stupid boys with a stupid passion of singing. You're a boy band." I state after luke forcefully connected with my heavily padded jaw. "Singing is not stupid. And you sing all the ti..." i punch before he finishes. "But I'm not good." I laugh at his pain. "Break time." He says raspily. "Sorry Lukey. You okay?" I laugh again. "You better be happy I've got band practice." He laughs lightly in pain. "You wanna come with?" He asks. "Sure. Let me shower first." I answer as we walk to the lockers. "See you in a few minutes!" I shout before walking to the showers. Wow. I'm finally gonna meet lukes band. I had only met Calum before I beet the crap out of him. He had challenged me with and I quote, 'no way a girl can beet me.' And a laugh. He was down in a matter of seconds. It was harder to get luke down but I still could make him beg.
