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girl who looks about my age but built a little stockier. Her almost jet black hair is pulled back into a sleek ponytail and her forehead has little beads of sweat like she’s been kicking it with the boys over there and from the looks of it, she has been.
“I, uh, I was looking to maybe join and get some training under my belt.” Nervous is not even the word to explain how I’m feeling right now. Part of me feels stupid for even walking in here but her warm smile helps me realize I shouldn’t feel this way.
“Awesome, it sucks being the only girl in this place. As soon as Rocky gets off the phone he can help get you set up. I’m Wendy by the way.”
Who am I? Am I Samantha or Sam? Marsh was the only one who ever called me Sam, but as Sam I felt empowered. As Samantha, I was the new rag doll at home. As Sam, I was a coward according to Marsh. I don’t want to be known as a coward, I can change that. Quickly I answered, “I’m Sam.”
Wendy’s blue eyes sparkled as she linked her arm in mine and pulled me into the office where Rocky just hung up the phone. “Hey babe, this is Sam and she wants to join. I won’t be the only girl anymore!” She practically squealed with delight and Rocky, well he just rolled his eyes at her.
“Aren’t you supposed to be spotting Cole? I can take care of this, go back out there.” He seemed really stern with her but she just shrugged it off and skipped back out the door. I on the other hand would have probably run crying.
“So Sam, right? What brings you down here today?” Rocky rested his elbows on the desk and while his eyes scanned around the papers, I’m presuming looking for a new member form or something. He’s built so large, I thought the puny little desk would have cracked from him resting on it but it didn’t.
“I, I want to learn how to defend myself.” Shit I’m so nervous and my palms are a little too sweaty for me. This office feels like it’s closing in on me and breathing suddenly becomes something difficult and I seem to be questioning myself again. I rub my palms against my shorts trying to dry them off hoping it will help but just as fast as I remove sweat, more takes its place.
“Sweetie, please don’t take this the wrong way at all but really I don’t think this is the place you want to be. Those guys out there, well and Wendy, they don’t just know how to defend themselves. They are trained fighters. This isn’t just some little police taught bullshit class. This is real.”
My chin began trembling and I instantly regretted leaving Marsh and not getting out when I had the chance. No one is going to take me seriously and I’ll just have to bust my ass extra hard flipping burgers or whatever I have to do to save money and get out on my own. I can’t burden Brenda, I refuse to.
“Rocky, I need this please. You don’t understand, I can’t…” I could feel the hot tears ready to spill over and I felt like such an idiot for coming.
I stood and was determined to leave with what dignity I had left. This was a mistake like everything else was turning out to be in my life. Rocky reached his hand out and touched my arm. I looked up to meet his softened eyes as he spoke. “Sit back down Sam, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that but I wanted to make sure you realized what you were getting into. Lou’s used to be a regular gym but in the last few years it’s become well a training facility. Not everyone out there fights in matches but it’s, well I don’t think it’s what you think it is.”
I sat back in the chair and drew in a deep breath. “I need this Rocky, I’m not a princess I can handle myself. Please just take a chance on me.”
He inhaled and as he let his breath out he pointed at the wooden door that looked like its hinges have seen stronger and better days. “Shut the door Sam.”
Once it was shut, I sat back down and met his gaze again. “I know you don’t
“I, uh, I was looking to maybe join and get some training under my belt.” Nervous is not even the word to explain how I’m feeling right now. Part of me feels stupid for even walking in here but her warm smile helps me realize I shouldn’t feel this way.
“Awesome, it sucks being the only girl in this place. As soon as Rocky gets off the phone he can help get you set up. I’m Wendy by the way.”
Who am I? Am I Samantha or Sam? Marsh was the only one who ever called me Sam, but as Sam I felt empowered. As Samantha, I was the new rag doll at home. As Sam, I was a coward according to Marsh. I don’t want to be known as a coward, I can change that. Quickly I answered, “I’m Sam.”
Wendy’s blue eyes sparkled as she linked her arm in mine and pulled me into the office where Rocky just hung up the phone. “Hey babe, this is Sam and she wants to join. I won’t be the only girl anymore!” She practically squealed with delight and Rocky, well he just rolled his eyes at her.
“Aren’t you supposed to be spotting Cole? I can take care of this, go back out there.” He seemed really stern with her but she just shrugged it off and skipped back out the door. I on the other hand would have probably run crying.
“So Sam, right? What brings you down here today?” Rocky rested his elbows on the desk and while his eyes scanned around the papers, I’m presuming looking for a new member form or something. He’s built so large, I thought the puny little desk would have cracked from him resting on it but it didn’t.
“I, I want to learn how to defend myself.” Shit I’m so nervous and my palms are a little too sweaty for me. This office feels like it’s closing in on me and breathing suddenly becomes something difficult and I seem to be questioning myself again. I rub my palms against my shorts trying to dry them off hoping it will help but just as fast as I remove sweat, more takes its place.
“Sweetie, please don’t take this the wrong way at all but really I don’t think this is the place you want to be. Those guys out there, well and Wendy, they don’t just know how to defend themselves. They are trained fighters. This isn’t just some little police taught bullshit class. This is real.”
My chin began trembling and I instantly regretted leaving Marsh and not getting out when I had the chance. No one is going to take me seriously and I’ll just have to bust my ass extra hard flipping burgers or whatever I have to do to save money and get out on my own. I can’t burden Brenda, I refuse to.
“Rocky, I need this please. You don’t understand, I can’t…” I could feel the hot tears ready to spill over and I felt like such an idiot for coming.
I stood and was determined to leave with what dignity I had left. This was a mistake like everything else was turning out to be in my life. Rocky reached his hand out and touched my arm. I looked up to meet his softened eyes as he spoke. “Sit back down Sam, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that but I wanted to make sure you realized what you were getting into. Lou’s used to be a regular gym but in the last few years it’s become well a training facility. Not everyone out there fights in matches but it’s, well I don’t think it’s what you think it is.”
I sat back in the chair and drew in a deep breath. “I need this Rocky, I’m not a princess I can handle myself. Please just take a chance on me.”
He inhaled and as he let his breath out he pointed at the wooden door that looked like its hinges have seen stronger and better days. “Shut the door Sam.”
Once it was shut, I sat back down and met his gaze again. “I know you don’t
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