Boxer Girl
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I lived with my father and four brothers my entire life. My mother died when I was two, but my brothers took the best care of me.
I loved my brothers, I still do. But living with lots of testosterones had had its affect. I'm not a tomboy, not that I'm against it, but I'm a boxer like all of them. Even if I'm still in high school.
And there lies the problem. I will not mix my school-life with the arina-life. That's my biggest fear, not a broken nose or bruised limb.
Until I met the nerd, and had to keep a secret I feared sharing.
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