12
409 Words
I arrived fairly quickly in the room. The coach's anger resurfaced in me. I was in a hurry.
My steps were nonchalant when I returned to the ring.
- How are you, Pet ? You're seriously late there, you're lucky the teacher isn't here.
As always, it was with a smile that Marc made his remark to me.
- Hello to you, Marc too, I say mockingly.
- What a beautiful state of mind, he declared, jumping out of the ring. Anyway, go get changed before the coach arrives.
Marc was my best friend. Since the latter had joined Darma, he and I had not separated.
While I was getting ready, Marc did not hesitate to murder my ears with the name of his new conquest : Charlotte. A b*tch, that one. I hated her with all my guts. She had broken me.
It was the reason which led me to propose to Marc a turn in the ring.
- By the way fart, did you find yourself a girlfriend ?
- I have no head for that at the moment ... Pay attention to your guard.
I reminded him with my fist in his direction, except that Marc easily dodged it.
- Do not be so spoil the joy Pet, darted Marc in a playful tone.
- And you concentrate more.
Marc punched my sides. I dodged it, but with difficulty.
- Now, who is the bigre who is not concentrated ?
- Your guard, I'm just telling you.
I took advantage of his moment of inattention to put my foot near his heels. Marc lost his balance and fell.
- You should think about finding a girlfriend for the evening of next week, Marc said, accepting my help to get up.
Now he's pestering me again with his story.
- I'm not going to go, Marc. In addition, I do not have the head for that at the moment.
Suddenly, the coach entered. Not deviating from his style, he wore black hooded jogging pants. His skull was smooth, and his thick beard tinged with gray sat enthroned above his hooked nose and black eyes.
He wasted no time and first apologized for being late. Then he warned that there would be no class for a few days and ended by giving us envelopes. He left the room while calling on us to clean it.
He seemed preoccupied. And it was not in his habits. Something was wrong.
- Writer
