I stared at Ivy from across the gym sparring with coach Mason. I had a weird feeling growing in my chest about her sudden involvement. I couldn’t stop myself from thinking that she was hiding something from us. I unwrapped my gloves from around my hands and pulled them down. I took a quick swig of my water just to see coach Mason scolding Ivy for her bad tactics and ordered her to take a break and come back when she learned that bad habits around here aren’t welcome.
Ivy didn’t look thrilled with his decision when she stormed over to where I was seated. I caught her stormy gaze and I know what that look feels like. “He is only punishing you because he wants you to step up,” I informed her grabbing my stuff and getting to my feet.
“How would you know?” There was that spunk and smug attit
