Maria Sanchez ♡
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Driving towards the gym , because my dad texted earlier saying he wanted to meet me in private ? I don't know why but it's a good excuse to drive my car .
I looked like a badass with my Dutch brides and a crop top and high waist blue jeans and a black leather jacket with a pair of black sunglasses . Parking in front of the gym and getting out making sure the car is locked.
Opening the door and hearing the loud music echo the gym while people were punching bags and other we're having simple conversations .
"Hey Sanchez !. " turning around , and it was Ben who shouted my name I give him a smile and wave , I walk towards the elevator waiting for it to open
"Hey.." then the elevator opened and I clicked on the fourth button , the elevator stopped and opened while I walk out and knock on my dads door
"Come in.." he said behind the door, opening the door and closing it meeting my dad with a wide smile
"Hey., dad" I said while sitting down and leaning my hands over my head
"So, did you like the car ?." he smiled, I nodded my head quickly
"Yeah, thanks" i said while smiling
"Good, so I wanted to talk to you importantly." he said while looking at a couple of pairs in front of him
"Ugh..did I do something wrong? Because if I did , trust me it wasn't me.." I said while giving him a questing look, a soft laugh escapes his lips
"No, it's just that I heard your a good fighter..." He led out while shrugging his shoulders
"Well, Adam has been teaching me for a long time" I said
"Did you ever hear about street fighting?" he said , looking up to me while he leaned his head in his hands
"Ugh, yea why?." I said while looking at him while furrowing my eyebrows,
"Do you ever think about fighting?." he said while looking at me
"No, it's street fighting"
"We'll it's not street fighting, you don't fight on the streets we simply call it that. But it's when your matched with someone and you fight representing your gang, everyone puts money into the fight and into the people who's fighting .." he said
"Why are you telling me this."
"Because I want to see your fighter skills put into this street fighting."
"I don't know dad, what about mom.." i said while looking away and leaning in my chair
"She don't have to know" he said while he shrugging his shoulders and slumping into his chair
"Is it because of Mario?. " I said rolling my eyes
"Yes because so he can see your not gonna be easy, and it's good for people to know your strong rather then weak."
"Fine," he looked at me with wide eyes , I even surprised myself
"What"
"I said fine" I said while getting up from my chair and pulling down my jacket
"When's my first fight ?" I said while getting my phone out
"The 25" he said while looking at his calendar, he looks back at me
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Teen FictionHe took one good look at her, And he knew she was the perfect kind of Trouble, A good girl who knew exactly when to be bad.
