Chapter 12

Kristal was a pain in the ass. Almost literally.

We started training together that day, and she made sure to importunate me as much as possible. We needed to help each other stretch and she made sure to push me as hard as she could.

_ Take it easy, you are going to bruise me. - I said when she pushed my back against the floor to stretch my shoulders.

_ Now, now, I believe in you. I can bend lower. Believe in yourself! - She said with a smile.

I was about to commit a crime when the teacher asked us to switch. There was my chance of revenge. As soon as she bent over I started pushing her to the ground.

She let out a small moan and looked back at me.

_ You can push me harder. I am very flexible. - And then winked.

I immediately let go of her.

_ Hey, you are supposed to help me stretch. - she said flustered.

_ Nope, you made it weird. - I said looking away.

_ You need to help me. You are my partner.

_ I am not touching you again if you are going to make this weird shit.

_ You are such a pussy - she said rolling her eyes. - Can't you take a little teasing?

_ Not from you. - I said and then pushed her again to the stretch position, making her almost fall to the side.

She stopped with the moaning, but still, she pulled my leg so hard that I could swear that a muscle in my ass was ripped. We switched to hitting the sandbags and she had to hold it while I let out all my anger.

It was the weirdest experience though. Having the person I pictured the face on the bag, actually holding the bag. When it was done, she was sweating and seemed in pain.

_ Why did you have to hit it so hard?

_ If you don't like it, you can leave. - I said holding the bag as she was supposed to punch it.

_ You wish. - she said pulling some strands of hair behind her ears.

Her first punch was horrible. She clearly never punched anyone for real in her life.

_ What's up with that punch?

_ What? - she asked.

_ Why is your wrist all crooked?

_ You were supposed to help me. If I am punching wrong it is because you are a lousy teacher.

_ You were supposed to watch me punch the bag. What were you doing?

_ I was holding it as tight as I could because you kept punching it as hard as you could.

I breathed out. I wasn't going to lose my time with that. I called the teacher to show her how it was done. As soon as he saw her punching he let out a sigh and got close to her.

_ Here. Use your knuckles to hit the bag. Move your shoulder and waist at the same time. Like this. - he said as he punched it.

She tried to mimic the movement and he adjusted her posture. He was very professional, but as soon as he left, she looked at me with a grin.

_ Does he always correct your waist when you train?

_ Yes. - I said exasperated. - You need to use your waist to throw a punch.

_ So you didn't want to show me how to punch because you would need to touch my waist. Are you that pathetic? - She asked grinning wider.

_ Please just punch the bag. - I said exasperated.

She punched it, but the smile didn't leave her face. How could she make everything about her?

When our training was over we were both panting. I was probably more tired because I had to deal with Kristal.

She got up and looked at me while loosening her hair.

_ So, see you next class? - She asked with a grin.

_ Are you coming back? - I asked looking at her. It was clear that she was exhausted.

_ Yeah, I can use the exercise. - she said taking a long breath.

_ Why don't you take a class with Cole? Hell, why come here?

_ Why? - She said while chuckling. - Because it is more fun when I can tease you. I think I will like this very much.

I was speechless. Could she be for real? Was she planning to come to these classes just to mess with me?

I was hoping it was a misunderstanding. That she was bluffing. But two days later, when she was in the class again, I knew she was for real.