Credits From Chapter 1-4 to the original writer FeeDob26. She's given the story up and has said I can continue it for them. I have had to edit bits which had mistakes in but other than that it's her writing in Chapter 1-4.
As I sat in the PRU, I couldn't get boxing off my mind; well actually, I couldn't get Kacey out of my mind. It was something about the stubborn 16 year old that caught my attention. It was the glint in when I suggested extra training sessions and the big grin that blessed her face every time she saw me that made me see her in a different light. I remember my adolescent, confusion of who I was, bullying from my peers when I kissed my best friend. I saw a bit of myself in Kacey. My dad had got me into boxing when I was young. It has introduced me to a whole new life, one where I had routine and training. I loved it. I knew that he had always wanted me to follow in his footsteps and join the police like my sister, Sam, but it was never for me. Didn't stop him from giving me the all the training though, just in case I ever changed my mind. And now I was trying to help Kacey. Unfortunately, I had also realised that I was falling for her. No Matter how much I told myself that nothing could happen and that she was my student and nothing more, she kept creeping into the back of my mind.
Knock, knock.
I saw Kacey's face appear at the window, grinning from ear to ear. I couldn't help but smile at the girl as I waved her in the room. "Nikki, you will never guess what has happened!" She gushed as she came bouncing into the room. "Kace, you know it's Miss Boston in school." I reminded her for the 3rd time that day. "Whatever." She waved off, setting straight into a story how she had got an A from Grantly for her essay about why boxing should be allowed in school. My mind drifted, however, as I watched the way her mouth moved as she talked, the way her hair flopped into her eyes and hoe her tender fingers brushed it out of the way. Suddenly, I realised that she had stopped talking. She was watching me, the same way I was watching her. She smiled as I tried to pull my gaze away. But somehow, my eye just couldn't leave hers. I knew right then that this was all wrong, but I couldn't stop. I stood quickly, checking the hallway outside the PRU. Then I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the store cupboard. "Nik," She muttered as I closed the door behind us. However, before I could even begin to explain how I was feeling, her lips were already pressed against mine.