Layla's POV:
"What do you mean he's dead? He can't just go dying on me, I need my training." I ranted.
I mean, what is with people dying nowadays?
"That's why we have assigned you a new instructor." He said.
"Bradshaw was the best instructor and you know it. However, I will give this newbie a try. If I don't like him, I'll be expecting a new instructor."
"Of course. You'd receive nothing less."
Humph, that's what I thought.
"Okay, I'll give him a try."
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"Layla meet your new instructor, Jamie."
"Jamie meet your new client, Layla."
I'm not gonna lie, he was hot, but I'm not going to boost his ego, am I?
"Oh god, this guy looks like he spends more time in the mirror than the evil step-mum in Snow White." I ranted.
"This girl looks like she spends more time in bed, than making herself presentable." Jamie retaliated.
"Are you implying I don't look presentable?"
"Hey, you said it. Not me." He smirked.
"I will come over there and knock that smirk off your face in a minute."
"No you won't."
Deciding to test his patients, I tapped my finger on my chin and pretended to think about it. Obviou-
*BAM*
Did this guy just punch me in the face?
"Rule number one, never lose focus."
Well, this guy's in for a shock.
I swung my right fist straight into his family jewels.
"Rule number two, never underestimate me."
A satisfied smirk was obviously on my face. It's not everyday you punch a stranger in the balls. I watched as he fell to the ground, holding his precious baby-makers whilst I laughed a full belly laugh. This is so funny.
One minute I'm laughing, the next minute he pulls my legs and I fall onto the ground right next to him.
"Ugh." I groaned.
"I think rule two just backfired on you."
"Erm Layla, what are you doing on the floor?"
Great, my brother's here.
"Long story short, this prick here pulled me on the ground because I punched him in his oh-so-special family jewels. Fancy giving me a hand up?" I asked, whilst holding my hands out for him.
"Naah, you're alright."
Ladies and gentlemen, my amazing and caring brother.
Jamie helped me up off the floor and dusted off his trousers.
"Wow, that's the nicest thing you've done in the whole half hour of me meeting you." Sarcasm was laced in my words.
"I told you, never lose focus." He said and pushed me back down onto the floor.
"You've really gotta stop doing that." I whined.
"What did I tell you? Rule one, neve-"
"Yeah yeah, never lose focus. Got it." I replied.
I got up off the floor and stood a good 3 steps away from Jamie. I don't want another meeting with the floor.
"When do you usually train?" He asked.
"Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday nights."
"Not anymore. You now train on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights, 5pm til 8pm."
"What?! But I go out on Saturday nights." I exclaimed. No way was I throwing away my fun-filled Saturday nights.
"Well, I guess you'll have to reschedule."
"You can't force me to come."
"No I can't, but you see him over there," he pointed to the fat, slobby man with a hairy chest and a bald head, "I can make him your new instructor if you like."
"I am not going to train with Mr. Tits-pervet. Gross. He never stops looking at my boobs." I ranted.
It was obvious that Jamie was trying to hold in his laughter, but being the type of guy to never stand down, he kept his straight face on.
"I can drop you as a client and that leaves no other choice for you, but to train with Mr. Fitzherbet."
"Fine, I'll come. On one condition."
"You'll come anyway. But because I'm a nice person, I'll consider your condition. However, I may not agree."
"Oh, how kind of you," I sneered, "I want you to pick me up from my apartment everyday. You don't need to drop me off or anything, I can get my brother to do that. But I just need you to pick me up. Deal? And besides, if you pick me up, you know that I have no choice but to attend."
"Okay, deal." He spat on his hand and held it out in front of me.
"I may be gross, but I'm not that gross. And by the way, I'm not giving you any fuel money." And with that, I walked away and looked for my brother.
Oh, did I mention that my brother is Joe Calzaghe?
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Fanfiction"Nothing is impossible." Jamie meets Layla in unexpected circumstances, when her previous trainer dies and Jamie must continue his job. Layla has never been shy or timid, she's always been outgoing and self-conceited. Jamie has only ever known to...
