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Lace Up
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Continúa, Has publicado nov 19, 2015
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"Swing Styles!" coach's voice rumbled throughout the gym. 
"I'm not hitting a girl, coach." 
When given the okay, I took a step forward, extending my arm swiftly and connected it with Harry's jaw. He stumbled back slightly but regained his balance and raised his sarcastic brow as if asking me if I knew what I had just done.
"You might not hit a girl but I will," I teased, "Step in the ring princess." 
"Well then," he swiped his jaw from the impact, "I apologize in advance for whatever is to come, princess.". 
and then coach blew his whistle.
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