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    Mo chuisle 7

    Tina strolled into the gym, quickly getting herself ready to train. She knew she needed to apologize to Bette for leaving so quickly. She also wanted to tell her that she liked her and wasn’t sure what to do or say next since she had never been with a woman. Tina took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Take it one step at a time, she thought. Just then Bette walked in with her shades on and her bag held firmly in her hands. Tina stood frozen in place at Bette’s demeanor.

    Bette was taking gloves and shoes out of her bag, when Tina decided it was time to talk with her. “Bette?” Tina said in a questioning voice.

    Bette sighed before turning around. “Yeah? What’s up?”

    Tina felt that Bette wasn’t as soft spoken or plain nice as she had been. She cleared her thoughts looking from her hands to Bette then back at her hands. “I…um..just want to say I’m sorry for the way I left. It was rude…and about…”

    Bette knew what she was getting at, so she quickly cut her off. “Tina, it was a mistake on my part. That would be foolish of me to take advantage of one of my boxers. Let’s just forget it ever happened.” Bette turned back towards the locker shoving her bag in.

    Tina felt as if she had been slapped in the face. She felt stupid for even assuming that Bette might have been interested. Now she knew where they stood. She went and sat at the nearest bench and proceeded to put on her white Ever last Hi-Top boxing shoes.

    She laced them up and as she sat up, Bette threw a helmet looking item at her. “We are sparring today.”

    Tina realized it was headgear. She placed it on, and then Bette walked over and wrapped her hands. She placed black sparring gloves on Tina. Tina just stood there letting Bette finish putting the gloves on. She looked up noticing a girl she had seen before walk in.

    Bette looked at Tina and then grabbed the black chest protector next to her. “Put your arms out to your sides.” Bette slid the chest protector over Tina’s head she then tied it on either side. She gave it a good tug to make sure it was on correctly.

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    1. Go Tina We should come up with nickname. Tina “The Punisher” or something. Or the “The Kid”. Loving this story  thanks for the post

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