Thread: Against the Ropes (BloodRedRomeo and Sigr)

Her golden ponytail bounced against her back at the same pace she skipped over the rope, over and over and over, excellence through repetition, mastery through dedication. It wasn't Laura's best day though, as not even her exercise routine could get her mind away from trouble, making her distracted and almost stumbling upon the jumping rope. Tsk she clicked her tongue, unhappy with her focus. She was a committed boxer, pride of her city and recognized nation wide in the boxing world, with Instagram followers slowly growing, liking the pictures she took during training. It was true that some of them acted creepy, but being notorious would help her with sponsorship and such, so she endured it. It weren't her so called fans the ones that distracted her, but her parents, or more exactly, her parents' ultimatum. Laura had won plenty of amateur fights, she had no rival, no way to improve in that circuit anymore, so she wanted to jump into professional boxing, and was getting ready for her first pro fight, whenever that happened. There was a problem though, as even if her parents supported her, they wanted Laura finishing the two years of high school she had ahead of her, and would forbid her from competing if she ever failed a test. With things as they were, they discussions reaching an stalemate that Laura had no authority to break, the school's principal soon got wind of it, and hurriedly got himself the task of finding a tutor for Laura. She guessed that being in the sport elite and somewhat famous had its advantages, but it was still bothersome, as she would have to dedicate even more time to those obligations. Training for better boxing. Studying to keep boxing at all. Pandering to sponsors and press so she could even afford boxing. There simply was no time to have a life at all. Laura had come to terms with it, as she loved boxing, but she couldn't help but want what other girls from class had, their chattering always focused around the same topic boys. Some of her classmates even envied her, as Laura had the attention of a few boys and men that shared interests with her, so they talked about those hunks, those mighty specimen that approached her. But she wasn't interested in those, with their one track mind. Perhaps they made Laura feel uncomfortable, aware of how she could be similar to them, or maybe it was just something simpler and they weren't her type. Providing she had a type, as with her lifestyle she really had never the chance, the opportunity to meet someone. Never felt those butterflies in the stomach, that interest for someone, that Hollywood romance. Spotting the principal waving over her with the corner of her eye, she grabbed her towel and approached to see what he wanted this time, was it about her tutoring? As she approached the principal, Laura untied her ponytail, blonde hair cascading free on her back. She was wearing a loose black tank top that folded over her reasonably sized chest, compressed and hold in place by a red sports bra that was easily visible since the top didn't do much of a good job covering it. Her outfit was completed by some tight black shorts, trimmed red, that were hugging her body. And what a body it was. Glistening with sweat, her naturally tan skin, strong thick legs and powerful arms made her look like a bronze statue, breathing and walking as she got close to the pair, now noticing a pudgy teen besides the principal for the first time. Standing two or three inches above him, Laura looked down at the boy, hearing principal's words without looking at him. What kind of name was that? Well, it wasn't his fault, as nobody picked their own name, but it was indicative of some pretty odd parents, although she wasn't one to judge about precisely that issue. Kermit looked nerdy as hell in his comfy clothes, with a somewhat rounder body and thick glasses. The messy hair was somewhat cute, and his clear grey eyes gave him an alert look besides the rest of the ensemble. Laura noticed that unlike other guys that looked around in admiration or fear, Kermit was only focused on her, something to thank for. Making sure that she dried her hands on the towel, hanging it on her broad shoulders, Laura stretched the offered hand firmly. Laura Hammer she introduced herself, pausing for a moment, her green eyes drifting to the principal and back to Kermit. She wanted to apologize for giving that boy trouble, seeing himself forced to tutor her, but not in front of the principal or he would feel bad about it as well. Thank you for helping me she finally decided for, returning his friendly smile with one of her own.