Different

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Lavender POV

I walked in the gym, seeing that some people were here. This is what I normally do on a Saturday. I come to the gym, box a little, eat and go home to shower and sleep. Sometimes I stay up to watch Netflix.

Other times I would go to Vivian's to hangout with her but she wanted to be an asshole of a friend.

"Lavender?" I heard someone questioned behind me. I turned around to see Sean walking towards me.

His shirt was off, he had on his sliver chain and some baller shorts with his nike shoes.

He was so... Fine

"Hey Sean what are you doing here?" I questioned with a smile on my face. It always occurred to me why he didn't have a girlfriend.

"I usually come here and work on my boxing when I'm not busy doing something." He smiles, putting his hands in his pockets. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm always here on a Saturday." He furrowed his eyebrows at what I said. Was there something in my teeth? Did my breath smell bad?

Oh hell he's not going to talk to me anymore. Damn I'm running away a fine guy.

"Wait you're here every Saturday? You are too pretty to not be out on a Saturday."

I giggled, "Thank you but I barely go out and I barely have any friends. I mean Raven is my friend, but I still don't know anybody at Fremont valley."

He only smiled, "Wrong, you have friends. I'm your friend."

No you're going to be more than friends with me.

I chuckled, "I didn't even know we were friends."

"We were friends when I first met you." He said, pulling out his phone from his pocket.

"After this, lets go do something fun." He smiles, putting his phone back in his pocket.

"Like?"

I hope he wasn't talking about sex. I'm still inexperienced. But then again, he didn't seem like that kind of guy.

"How do you feel about going bowling?" He asked, continue to have that perfect smile of his on his face.

I was never good at bowling. I was ass in bowling.

"Sure." I smiled at him.

"Give me your number and Address, and I'll come get you." I smiled, giving him my address and my number.

"Alright well I'm going to head out but I'll see you tonight at 8?" He asks, as he walked backwards.

I nod my head, smiling. "8 it is."

He smiled, turning around to walk forward and I sighed of awe.

"Lavender are you ready?" Mr. Manes asked, making me get out of my trance.

Mr. Manes was the owner of the gym and he was my teacher. He wanted to become my teacher when he saw me spar with someone. He says that I take my anger out in boxing, but I didn't believe him.

"Oh! yes sir." I said, walking towards the bench and put my things down. I got the stuff I needed and walked in the ring.

"Okay." He said setting aside his boxing gloves.

We started stretching and I spoke up. "Mr. Manes, since you're teaching me boxing, wouldn't that make Xander mad?" I questioned at him. He only shook his head no.

"I don't know if you've noticed Lavender, but my son doesn't care about me. We've been on different pages for years now. I was his role model when he was younger." He sighed, putting his hair in a bun and put on his focus mitts.