Chapter 3
16 years later…..
"Angelina, breakfast!" yelled a female voice. "Angelina?"
A young woman about 34 years old was walking up the stairs to her daughter's room. The woman has brown eyes and light brown hair but has white streaks at the edge of her hair. The woman knocked on the "KEEP OUT" door and didn't hear anything so she decided to open the door. She found her daughter sleeping quietly as her face was stuck to her pillow.
"Angelina, come on. You gotta get up, take a shower, and eat your breakfast." The woman said.
No answer. The woman sighed as she pulled the covers away from her daughter's body. Angelina tried to find her blanket while her face was still in the pillow.
"Mom! It's a Wednesday which means no school for the whole summer!" She muffle in her pillow.
"Yes but it's your birthday and your coach said you can fight against him today and only today." She answered.
Angelina pulled her face out of her pillow, "Fine."
"Good now take a shower, you smell like Oliver."
"That's because Oliver was sleeping with me last night." She said as she scratches her golden retriever's ear.
After taking a long, 20 minutes shower, Angelina came out of her bedroom wearing hole jeans, a black "roxy" t-shirt, and "All-star" black shoes. Angelina like her mom has light brown hair and her perfect smile but her eyes were different from her mom's. She has hazel eyes just like her father but whenever she mentions about her real dad; her mom turns white and never talks about him again.
"Mom, why do you always buy a big cake when you and me are the only ones to eat it." Asked Angelina as she sat down at the table.
"I didn't buy a new one. This is the left over from your party yesterday with your friends, remember." She said.
"Okay."
Her mom put light the 16 candles on the half-cake.
"Make a wish." She said smiling at her daughter.
Angelina thought for a moment and blew the candles away. Her mom started clapping and kissed her daughter's cheek. Her mom then put a small wrapped box in front of her daughter.
"Open it." She said.
Angelina started to rip the wrap paper and opened the book and found a chain necklace in it. Angelina looked at it closely and saw it said, "Wolverine" on one chain and the other "Angelina".
"Mom, who's Wolverine?" asked Angelina.
"That would you're father's nickname."
"He was in the military?" she asked.
"Something likes that. So are you ready to go to the club?"
"Yep."
Angelina and her mom signed up at a Boxing Club when Angelina was about 11 years old. Angelina was taking private classes with her favorite coach, Zack. Zack told Angelina he had a little school crush on her mother. Angelina thought it was cool because Zack is an awesome person and would be a great dad. When they entered the club, Angelina changed into sweat pants and a sport bra that would show half of her belly. Zack came to them. Zack was in his late 30's and still have blonde hair but his blue eyes sparkling a lot when he's happy to see Angelina's mom.
"Angelina! Are you ready to beat your old coach?" he asked.
"Of course." She smiled.
"So Marie, how do you feel about having an 16 year-old daughter?" he asked.
"Old." Marie smiled.
"Marie, you look like you're 28 years old." Zack said blushing.
Angelina saw this flirting and rolled her eyes, "Come kids, stop your flirting."
"Angelina!" yelled Marie.
"What? You guys were making me nauseous." Angelina smiled.
Marie smiled and thought,"So much like your dad."
Angelina was the first to punch Zack and started punching him a couple times. Zack's nose was started to bleed already. She was about to punch him again until he punched her, knocking her to the ground; her hair fell to cover her face. Angelina looked back up at Zack as blood dripped down from the corner of her mouth. Angelina jumped up and roundhouse kicked Zack in the gut, hard and grinned in satisfaction as he went down in a heap. Then Angelina heard her mom counting.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! You're outta here!" she yelled.
"Good job, Angelina. You beat me and that goes into your record. Now go and take a shower, birthday girl." Zack smiled at her.
After finishing with her shower, Angelina put on her new necklace. She smiled as she touched the engrave name of her dad's nickname. Angelina closed her locker and screamed.
"Geez, you're trying to get me a heart attack?" she said.
Angelina was facing a woman who looked like to be in her early 40's with red hair and brown eyes wearing jeans and a black top.
"Oh sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Say you look familiar do I know you?" she asked.
"Um…afraid not, sugar. You might confuse me with my mom." Angelina said.
"I'm Jean." Jean held her hand out to her.
Angelina shook it and, "Angelina. I gotta run, sorry."
When Angelina left, a white hair woman came out from back.
"Is that her?" she asked.
"Positive. She's their daughter alright." Jean answered.