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partly as punishment for being weird enough to like guys who didn't like her back.
"You're not going to be able to sink it," Julien said, "unless your hand's over here." He pried her hand off the spot where it was and repositioned it.
She grabbed her own forearm where he showed her, and the other girl instantly began tapping, signaling for her to release the choke. "I can't believe that," she said. "I just moved my hand like two inches. I didn't even have to squeeze."
Julien smiled. "That's the thing with Jiu Jitsu. If you're straining, you're probably doing it wrong."
Nadine nodded, but she hadn't really heard anything he said. It was the first time she'd seen him smile, and it was gorgeous to the point of distraction. Several times during the class, Julien offered help, and every time, she experienced a rush of nerves that nearly took her breath away.
She'd have to get more information on that book. Something about it had him all worked up, and she wanted to get to the bottom of what it was. That no gi class turned out to be one of the best classes she'd ever done. She had so much fun, and not just because Julien was being nice to her, but also because she just plain liked the stuff they were going over. She worked up a sweat, and felt like she left there a little bit better at Jiu Jitsu than when she came.
Nadine and the rest of the no gi class had just walked off the mat, and Julien was left standing there contemplating the amazing, unprecedented number of similarities that girl had to the character in the book. She could have been faking some of the likenesses, but others were impossible to fake. Physically, this girl was the exact same Nadine that Shea Miller wrote about in her book.
She had dark brown, wavy hair that came out of her ponytail in unruly tendrils, with green eyes the color of emeralds. She always wore a warm, wide smile. She was fairly soft-spoken with the voice of an angel, but she loved MMA, and she fought like a tiger .
Julien knew John David had read the book, so he went to talk to him, thinking it may make more sense if he verbalized it. "I don't know which option is more disturbing," Julien said, "her turning out to be some crazy lunatic bored enough to put on this big charade, or her turning out to be the real fuckin' Nadine."
"You think she could be the real Nadine?" John David asked.
"No," Julien lied. "I just know that's what all you dumbasses think."
John reached out to neck-chop Julien for the insult, but Julien dodged it. "You're right. I do think she's the real one," John David said.
Julien laughed. "She might really be from France but I just can't imagine that she would have the exact same name and be teaching at the immersion school."
"That's easy enough to find out," John David said. "Just go by there and asked the front office if a girl named Nadine LaBelle works there."
"I wouldn't be surprised if she really did work there," Julien said.
"You mean you think this girl has a fake identity and got a real job under a fake name just to try to score with you? Don't flatter yourself Julien. It's easier to believe your little fairytale's coming true."
It was thirty seconds past time for the advanced class to start, and they didn't have time to say any more. Julien had an unsettled feeling with the whole situation, and wanted to quit talking about it anyway.
****
Nadine continued to avoid classes Coach Julien taught in spite of him finally being nice to her at the last no gi class. She was attracted to him physically and was perhaps a little tempted to take one of his classes based on that, but she enjoyed having her time at the gym drama free, and that whole scene about the book made her a little reluctant to see him again.
One of the girls in her kickboxing class mentioned the book to her too, but she just said the same things the coaches told her in the first place. She said there was a book whose main characters were Julien and Nadine.
Nadine could see the coincidence s
"You're not going to be able to sink it," Julien said, "unless your hand's over here." He pried her hand off the spot where it was and repositioned it.
She grabbed her own forearm where he showed her, and the other girl instantly began tapping, signaling for her to release the choke. "I can't believe that," she said. "I just moved my hand like two inches. I didn't even have to squeeze."
Julien smiled. "That's the thing with Jiu Jitsu. If you're straining, you're probably doing it wrong."
Nadine nodded, but she hadn't really heard anything he said. It was the first time she'd seen him smile, and it was gorgeous to the point of distraction. Several times during the class, Julien offered help, and every time, she experienced a rush of nerves that nearly took her breath away.
She'd have to get more information on that book. Something about it had him all worked up, and she wanted to get to the bottom of what it was. That no gi class turned out to be one of the best classes she'd ever done. She had so much fun, and not just because Julien was being nice to her, but also because she just plain liked the stuff they were going over. She worked up a sweat, and felt like she left there a little bit better at Jiu Jitsu than when she came.
Nadine and the rest of the no gi class had just walked off the mat, and Julien was left standing there contemplating the amazing, unprecedented number of similarities that girl had to the character in the book. She could have been faking some of the likenesses, but others were impossible to fake. Physically, this girl was the exact same Nadine that Shea Miller wrote about in her book.
She had dark brown, wavy hair that came out of her ponytail in unruly tendrils, with green eyes the color of emeralds. She always wore a warm, wide smile. She was fairly soft-spoken with the voice of an angel, but she loved MMA, and she fought like a tiger .
Julien knew John David had read the book, so he went to talk to him, thinking it may make more sense if he verbalized it. "I don't know which option is more disturbing," Julien said, "her turning out to be some crazy lunatic bored enough to put on this big charade, or her turning out to be the real fuckin' Nadine."
"You think she could be the real Nadine?" John David asked.
"No," Julien lied. "I just know that's what all you dumbasses think."
John reached out to neck-chop Julien for the insult, but Julien dodged it. "You're right. I do think she's the real one," John David said.
Julien laughed. "She might really be from France but I just can't imagine that she would have the exact same name and be teaching at the immersion school."
"That's easy enough to find out," John David said. "Just go by there and asked the front office if a girl named Nadine LaBelle works there."
"I wouldn't be surprised if she really did work there," Julien said.
"You mean you think this girl has a fake identity and got a real job under a fake name just to try to score with you? Don't flatter yourself Julien. It's easier to believe your little fairytale's coming true."
It was thirty seconds past time for the advanced class to start, and they didn't have time to say any more. Julien had an unsettled feeling with the whole situation, and wanted to quit talking about it anyway.
****
Nadine continued to avoid classes Coach Julien taught in spite of him finally being nice to her at the last no gi class. She was attracted to him physically and was perhaps a little tempted to take one of his classes based on that, but she enjoyed having her time at the gym drama free, and that whole scene about the book made her a little reluctant to see him again.
One of the girls in her kickboxing class mentioned the book to her too, but she just said the same things the coaches told her in the first place. She said there was a book whose main characters were Julien and Nadine.
Nadine could see the coincidence s
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