Alison’s POV
I got a message that my application to volunteer at the games had been accepted but here was the problem, I had been accepted for both ring girl and first aid. I guess it was my lucky day. I lied about having a background in first aid just to have a better chance at getting on the team because I was afraid that I wasn’t attractive enough to be selected as a ring girl.
I took all my ID’s and my next destination was the King’s Carlton stadium which was not too much of a journey from where I lived.
“Are you Alison Quinn?” One of the organizers of the boxing event asked.
“Yes sir!” I responded.
“Good! You can be the ring girl for the first match, go to the dressing room and get some makeup done.” He instructed.
“Okay sir.” I replied, followed a group of girls into a dressing
