Boxing

"Miss Montez!" The aged woman said sternly.

"I know—I get detention."

"Now isn't that sad on your first day."

"I don't really care," she shrugged.

"You will care when we tell your mother about it.

Gabriella slouched back in her chair, and the put the hat on that was lying on her desk and tilted it. "I don't have a mother." She said sternly. Behind her she could hear a kid, most likely to be a girl, most likely to Sharpay, say, "no wonder she dresses like a boy." So Gabriella stood up for herself, and said to the whole class, "and no, that ain't why I dress like a boy," she stated. (No, Gabriella isn't trying to be African-American. The word "ain't" isn't only for us)


Troy stalked over to Gabriella, who was sitting alone at lunch eating a greasy, cold, pizza. "Now is when we'll finish," he said as he rolled up his sleeves. He saw Gabriella put down the greasy half triangle down to the greasy paper towel. She rolled up her long sleeves (which were short sleeves for guys) and rolled them up. He saw the muscles she had, which looked like they were no match for his own.

"Okay, lover boy," she swung her arm fast and it landed on his cheek leaving a bruise. He swung his fist back at her. However, she put her hand out, hand over his fist, and then twisted his arm.

"Dang!" He cried, holding his lower arm. By now the whole cafeteria was snickering now. Troy was so embarrassed, because he was the most popular guy in the school, and the toughest.


The next day was the day of boxing tryouts. Gabriella walked in and Troy's head snapped in the direction of her. Everyone was sitting down with boxing gloves on and all of the other equipment they needed. The coach, Mr. Brown, looked at the door and saw that a girl was here for tryouts. She was wearing basketball shorts and a navy blue tank top. She was wearing worn out boxing gloves and her hair was in a ponytail once again. "Miss, you're late and this is a guy team," the coach stated.

"Then picture me as a boy," she said and kept walking to a seat and sat.

"No, then leave," the coach said again.

"I'm staying."

"Sir, she does have a good hit," someone said. She thought it was Troy and it was.

"She can prove it," Brown said, "who wants to volunteer?" No one raised their hands. After what happened at lunch yesterday, no one wanted anything to do with Gabriella Montez. Then everyone heard someone speak up. It was Zeke Baylor.

"I'll do it sir," he said.

"Alright," he told the two boxers to put their head protectors on, and then to get in the ring, touch knuckles, and fight. Zeke put the first hit out. She blocked it and punched his gut. Zeke was in pain, so he covered his stomach with his arms.

"C'mon, risk taker," Gabriella said low enough that he could only hear it. He tried to punch her again but she ducked and punched his face. The fellow boxers were encouraging Zeke. Zeke gained more momentum punched her cheek. Her head turned to the side, and then she got her game up and punched him multiple times in the face. She saw a small white and red thing come out of his mouth. She looked at him immediately and saw he was knocked out on the ground. His face was bruised horribly and he had two black eyes. His cheek was very puffy and the group ran up to him. Troy looked at her and she looked away quickly. He was right about him being a risk taker.

Mr. Brown looked at her with scrunched eyebrows. "You can't be on the team! You might kill someone!" Then he looked back at Zeke and helped him. Gabriella got out of the ring and punched the doors so they could flap open. From the inside, the called the nurse and the nurse helped Zeke out. Mr. Brown got out of the room and asked Gabriella a question. "Where are you from?"

"Lower Albuquerque," She said facing the straight-ahead.

Mr. Brown nodded. He knew that that was the poor part of town. He walked back in the room to finish his tryouts.

Gabriella felt bad as heck. Part of her, the boyish, mean, attitude-ish part of her, was telling her not to feel bad. The other side, the nice one who loved life, was telling her to feel bad. But her now part, was taking over her. She didn't feel bad at all.


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