A story about a Delinquent and a goody two shoes who has different perspectives but has romantic feelings towards each other. Will it work out for these two?
Love and Boxing Series.
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"Hello everyone I'm Matt." Matt said, making me smile.
"Hey Matt." Everyone in the group circle said.
"I'm glad that I don't snap at people anymore with my anger. It has made me the better person that I thought I couldn't me. I'm happy that I've made friends and family here."
I smiled, seeing that almost everyone was making progress as we were wrapping up at camp. It's only two weeks of summer left and most of the campers were making me happy.
They were saying good things and moving forward from their anger, I loved it.
Xander, not so much. That kid is non-fixable. He's a delinquent with too many issues.
The more we interact with each other, the less I like him. He has too much mouth, he's disrespectful, and he's always doing something.
Like today he didn't show up for the meeting we were currently in. I wanted to pull all my hair out because of him. Everyone was showing so much progress but him, nothing.
When the meeting got done, I made sure I went to his cabin. When I got to the door I banged on it. The cabin door didn't open so I banged on it once again.
But Hunter opened the door. "Where's Xander?" I asked, he shrugged his shoulders.
I sighed, closing my eyes and putting my hand on my forehead. This kid is really getting on my nerves.
"Thank you." I walked away, going to find Hakim. I went to his cabin and he said he hasn't seen Xander all day.
I was about to ask other people but I decided to go in the lunch hall. When I opened the door I saw that he was in here...eating food, with the lunch lady flirting with him.
Ewww.
"Xander!" I yelled out, seeing that him and the lunch lady looked my way. He didn't seem to happy but he was still eating while I made my way towards him.
I noticed that he was wearing a short sleeve white shirt, basketball shorts, his necklace and some slides on. He took another bite out of the pie he was eating and his jaw line was going up and down slowly, more like seductively.
I knew I didn't like the kid, but things going down in my lower region did not care. As much as I hated the kid, he looked good as hell.
I hate my hormonal self.
"Yes? Mom?" He said, making me roll my eyes.
"Why weren't you at the meeting today?"
He chuckled a little, looking at me. "I don't know if it occurred to you," He looked at me, "But I don't give two fat fucks about that meeting."
"You are such a difficult child!" I yelled a little and he chuckled, but you could hence the bitterness in it.
"Flower girl, We've got two weeks left here. Do you think I'm going to waste it by going to some meeting, that will be pointless to me when I get back home?"
