"Hurry up slow poke!!!", Alissa yells at me by the exit of the gyms locker room. I stuff my wraps and towel in my bag, slip on my sneakers and run out with her. "Finally," my brother says annoyed. "You got anywhere else to be?" I guestion him. He gives me the universal sign for shut up and grabs his duffel. "So were we going?" questions Alissa. She and I are practically inseperable.
Alissa and I have been friends since before we were born. Both of our Dads were trainers so we were practically raised in the gym. Alissa's dadleft when she was really little, and her mom commited suidide about a year ago. I guess you could say its been rough but we let her move in with us and since my parent own the gym we let her train for free.
You see, boxing is our entire life, we eat, sleep and breathe boxing, we don't even go to school, we home school so that we have more time to train. "Snap out of it," yells Alissa. Crap I need to stop day dreaming. I murmur something like sorry. "So is pizza good with you?" Nick's friend Jack asks. "Course it is," Alissa answers for me. I jump on her back and make her carry me to the pizzaria. I guess you could say I'm out of my mind.
:) So what do you guys think, please comment suggestions for the rest of the story and other things, I'm sorry if each part is really short but I dont have a large attention span. :)
