Recap of the last chapter that had Sierra's POV
"Uhm hello miss are you here for your boyfriend?" he said still frowning.
"Erm no. Im here to get information for training in boxing and wrestling," I told him.
"For your boyfriend right?" he asked hesitantly.
"Uhm no first of all I have no boyfriend! Second the lessons are for me sir," I told him.
"Sorry but we do not have lessons for girls," he said walking away.
"WAIT" I yelled going after him.
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Sierra's POV
"I have the money sir!" I said catching up to him.
"Hmm" he smirked.
"Well if you pay me 50$ for every lesson you take, I don't think training you will be a problem," he said waiting for my response.
50$ per lesson? This guy is a gold-digger I swear. Well he is letting me train here even though im a girl. Thats the first.
"Well..." he said getting iritated.
"Fine when am I starting?" I asked curious.
"We are starting training tomorrow. At 7:00 pm don't be late and don't be early," he said in a serious tone.
I nodded. I drifted my feet. Almost out the door when he says something.
"Also my name is Bishop Cruz. I also expect you to bring the forms back signed," he said winking then leaving.
Well what the hell just happened. Im starting training tomorrow. This is going to be one interesting rollercoaster.
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The next morning
Today is friday which means my first day of training and im excited and nervous.
"Bitch hurry up and leave, im having my girlfriend over we don't want her mad, or do we?" my dad snarled.
I nodded quickly heading out the door. I remember last time dad bought ONE of his girlfriends. You must be asking one? Yah dad has multiple girlfriends. The weird part is that they all know eachother and take turns with my dad. It's disgusting. But anyways, last time my dad brought over one of his girlfriends. Her name is Britney. My dad likes Britney because he says that she is fiesty in bed. It's seriously nasty. Britney and me don't like eachother. We absolutely hate eachother. She comes over on friday mornings. Last time she came over she told me that my mother was a fat, useless pig, and that she deserved her death. Now people know not to talk about my mother like that. The sad part is that my dad agreed with her. Like the fuck? At the end of our 'fight' I had multiple bruises on my face. She got her heel and stabbed my face with the shoe. I wasn't able to go to school for the week because my dad didn't want people getting suspicous about my bruises.
It was a 20 minute walk from my house to school. I made it just on time to hear the bell ring.
"Hey Chanelle, hey Matt!" I yelled at my besties across the hall.
"Hey sista!" Matt and Chanelle both said at the same time walking towards me.
"JINX!" Chanelle yelled.
"You owe me a foot rub!" She said laughing.
I started laughing with her.
"You know I don't do good with the whole 'jinx' thing. But I don't mind giving my sister a foot rub! My house?" he asked.
"Yep your house!" she whispered.
"Hey is something wrong Chanelle?" I asked. She gets quiet whenever Matt mentions houses and meeting up.
"Noo!" she responded quickly.
"I know your lying through your teeth baby girl but we don't have to talk about it," Matt sighed.
"Hey guys it's my first day at training. Oh yah I forgot Chanelle, Matt I signed up for boxing at the nearest gym!" I exclaimed.
"Oh what did I say about boxing?! Your going to get your pretty face beat up, and we all know you get to much beatings already," he whispered making sure nobody heared.
Chanelle nudged him.
"Sis I think that's great! You finally get to stand up to that old man you call dad, and his sluts!" she said while I got out my stuff from my locker.
"Thanks!" I said.