"Okay no touching anyone or bothering anyone" I repeat slowly throwing the kickstand down Lindsey climbed off the bike handing me the helmet which I set on the seat then climbed off. A smile spread wide across her face "And no creepy smiling" I chuckled walking through the doors as eyes turned to us "Just keep to yourself"
I walked to the lockers and slid my bag and jacket into a locker. I grabbed my leggings from my bag and went into the bathroom and changed. I walked out to see Lindsey gushing over two guys benching.
"Lindsey" I groaned shoving my pants in the locker and turning to see her giggling at whatever they're saying to her "What did I say?"
"They asked me to chat" She giggled watching their biceps flex as they lifted
"Just don't annoy them" I shake my head confused and find Nick helping a younger kid work on his punches
"Hey" Nick smiled while holding the punching bag "You look good"
"I'm wearing workout clothes" I shrug observing the kid "You want a little wider of a stance than that, and your fists higher. Blocks your face and helps especially if your opponent is bigger"
"I'm the teacher" Nick scolded me pretending to be hurt
"Then teach" I teased with a laugh "Here" I winked at the kid and held my fists up and punched the bag hard, Nick stumbled a bit and laughed
"Ha ha" He smiled walking out from behind the bag "Alright, you ready?"
"Yeah" I nodded eagerly, it's been a while since I've had a good routine. A good normal routine.
"Lets do some warm ups and stretches" Nick peeled his shirt off revealing his nice eight pack and his tattoos.
"Fun" I grumble following what Nick did and stretched
"So how is it living with Peter so far?" Nick asked looking up from his feet to meet my gaze
"It's life" I shrugged balancing on one foot as I pulled my other let straight up against my body and Nick's jaw drops "Not the life I really wanted, but I don't get a choice"
"Wow you're flexible" He winked while stretching his back then arms
"Seems like Ben and Troy are going to be over often" I sigh as the bell rung and in walked Ben, Troy and Peter "Speaking of"
Ben walks straight to me. I put my leg down and slide into the splits an stretch my legs and back more. Ben looked down at me with Peter beside him.
"Yes?" I looked up at Ben being pretty eye level to his crotch and winked at him
"Enough games" Ben grunted holding his hand out which I grabbed and and he pulled me to my feet "I'm trying to keep up a look, and you're ruining that. You keep fucking with me you'll have some serious problems"
"Ok" I shrugged turning around and touching my toes in front of him
"Seriously Jen" He grumbled clearly annoyed by me ignoring him and just showing my ass to him
"Jen huh?" I stood up and turned to face him "It's Jenny" I growled "And your girlfriend was kind of a bitch to me, I also still owed you a punch for this" I pointed to my face which was still sore "If your girlfriend can't handle me on her own she's a pussy, and you really go around running her bitchy errands?" I asked and Ben glared at me "You're just her bitch really" I smirked happy with myself I turned around and walked away towards a punching bag Nick slowly followed me
"You're playing with fire" Nick warned wrapping my hands in tape and handing me gloves
"So be it. I'm tired of being pushed around. Especially by people who can't tell me themselves. And Ben just seems like he holds up the act for looks, get respect" I shrugged and began punching the bag
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Fight Me, With Fists Not Words
Teen FictionJenny, bad ass rebel has to move to Georgia where her mother lives with her step brother. Will her attitude get in the way of her living two years with them until she can graduate, what happened to her father?
