Chapter141

#Chapter141

New Year, Same Old Antics

After classes, we all met at the training facility. I needed to burn off some energy, especially after I saw that paper again. We were all working out hard, with everyone brushing up on their techniques. I worked out on the bag with Ryan, holding it as Frazier and Jordan were sparring with us.

/"So, you do not understand how he got it,/" Frazier asked.

/"None,/" I replied. I landed a kick in the bag, making Ryan move.

/"Did you call your parents?/" Jordan asked.

I threw a punch. /"Yes, but they do not understand what I’m talking about since there was one copy./"

/"Hey, watch it,/" Frazier yelled at Jordan, who almost hit his face.

/"Sorry, something distracted me,/" Jordan said.

/"Gloves, not the face, this is the moneymaker,/" Frazier commented.

/"What moneymaker?/" Ryan asked, not paying attention as I landed a front foot kick, knocking him off balance.