Beauty And The Bookworm by Nick Pageant

Author:Nick Pageant [Pageant, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pageantry Books
Published: 2014-05-05T20:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

I Take A Deserved Beating

I was literally sick to my stomach as I walked into Tony’s Gym for my first boxing lesson. I figured the best way to deal with my stupid lie was to make it true, so… boxing lessons. I had every reason to be nervous. The last fight I’d been in had occurred when I was in the 4th grade. Megan Farley had beat the crap out of me.

I was greeted by Tony himself. He was about 60 and looked like he belonged in The Bronx instead of sissified Portland, but there he stood before me, complete with smashed-to-the-side nose and cauliflower ears. He was wearing a gray sweat-suit, the zipper on top pulled down enough to expose the pelt that covered his chest. I wondered if he would like to talk about wolf-shifter books before he started pummeling me.

Tony looked me up and down appraisingly. I have to say he didn’t look disappointed or anything. He actually looked a little intrigued. “You gotta be Mason, the guy who called from the library.”

“How can you tell?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “We don’t get many Mr. Rogers sweaters in here.”

“Oh,” I held up my brand spanking new gym bag to prove I belonged there in that temple of testosterone, “I brought shorts and a T-shirt.”

“Good for you,” he said as he handed me a locker key, “just head into the locker room. Find some boots and gloves that fit you. You can wear the shorts you brought but no shirt.”

I went into the locker room and found everything I needed. I was pretty disappointed with the boots. They could have been pretty sexy little lace-up numbers, but they didn’t have enough heel. I got myself changed, put on a pair of red boxing gloves and headed back out, looking for one of those bags I figured I’d need to punch.

“Up here, kid.”

I looked up toward the ring and saw Tony standing in its middle. He wore what I think was a smile and black gloves that made his hands look like paws. He waved one, indicating I should climb in the ring.

“Don’t you think I should start with one of those bags?” I asked hopefully.

“Nah. You seem kind of nervous. I gotta cure you of that right off.”

I climbed in the ring. “How are you going to cure my nerves?”

Tony scowled. “I’m gonna hit ya.”

He can’t be serious. “On the first day?”

Tony kept scowling. A man appeared next to me, shoved a padded helmet over my head and a piece of what tasted like condom into my mouth. Then he gave my ass a hearty slap. I usually like being slapped on the ass, but not that day.

Tony motioned to me again and we met about three feet apart in the center of the ring. Tony wasn’t wearing any of the protective gear that I was, which I found a little insulting, but I guess he knew what he was doing.

“Ready, kid?”

I shook my head.

“Good enough for me. Here’s what you’re gonna do.

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