Paytons POV

Who ever came up with my schedule was going to hell... who schedules someone  kick boxing first thing in the morning? and a Co-ed Kick boxing training class at that!

I wasn't scared of sweating in front of some guys, hell i'd dare them to say something to me especially before I've had a coffee.  I hated mornings and i knew after my run in earlier this morning with that asshole, i was gonna be the new topic on campus.

So much for laying low

Pushing open the door to the girls locker room, a clusters of girls giggled and gossiped about anything and everything, evening mentioning me once or twice under their breath before my glare shut them up.

Rolling my eyes i moved to the back of the room, flinging my duffle bag onto a bench and quickly stripping out of my clothes.

"If there was anything i hated more than being the new kid it was a bunch of gossiping barbies."

"Hey your the new girl who stood up to Ashton Whyte right?" A curious voice questioned behind me.

Rolling my eyes i turned to face her.

"Is that his name? and here i was calling him an asshole" I mentioned cooly, levelling my gaze at the girl standing in front of me. She was pretty with long black to grey ombré hair and wide brown eyes. She looked  fairly harmless, but i also knew how deceiving looks could be.

"Oh nothing it's just your talked about all over campus now, nobody walks away from Ashton let alone talks back to him like that, it's pretty impressive" she smiled at me before setting her bag down and changing into her gym wear.

"I don't put up men who have big dog syndrome" i shrugged, pulling my Lululemon shorts up over my hips and twisting my hair into a high ponytail.

"You know i like you, your a no bullshit, straight shooter kind of gal and i appreciate that" she smirked again before reaching out her hand " Im Mariah Whyte, its nice to meet the girl who put my older brother in his place."

Caught off guard i Froze in the middle of tying my shoes , older brother? Realization dawned on me as i sorted out the fact that Mariah was the assholes younger sister.

Decidedly Not wanting to create anymore attention to myself i made a mental note of that fact and turned to face her once again.

"Im Payton Rivers, it's nice to meet you."

Her face faltered slightly before grinning again "We are gonna be the best of friends, i can tell" she winked at me before we strolled out of the locker room.

We walked into the gym where the coach was standing waiting for the rest of the stragglers to join the group. Looking around at the group of student standing idly by the i caught sight of  Matthew talking to the asshole and some hunky blonde.

"Thats Matthew Black, and Aiden Hayes their gorgeous huh?" Mariah smirked beside me nudging my shoulder. Then staring at Aiden with admiration.

Pushing her shoulder back i smiled slightly "yea their cute, not typically my type though" i shrug as she looks at me like I'm crazy.

"How are they not your type? They are every girls type!" Mariahs eyes bugged out, making her  look like her brain was over working.

"I don't know, I'm a sucker for the bad boy type more then the football star/ boy next door type i guess, besides it's obvious you have a thing for  Aiden and since your sorta my first friend here i don't wanna come between that"  i teased, smirking at her sudden blushing face.

"Aiden and I? No way! He's been my brothers best friend since we were kids!" She stammered, looking everywhere but at me.

...So the the cutie who showed me to my class and Aiden are  best friends with the asshole huh? I smiled slyly and made another mental note before turning my attention back to my new friend.

"Suree.." i was cut off by the coach yelling at us to gather around so he could explain the training for this practice.

Standing in the circle i noticed Ashton and Matthew directly across from where Mariah and i were standing. Ashton stared at me with a disgusted look, Matthew gazed over my body appreciatively causing me to cross my arms across my chest and slip on an emotionless mask.  turning my focus to our coach and tuning into his instructions.

"Okay players! Heres the plan for today! The education board has decided to emplace boxing as a  new Co-ed sport team this year instead of separate, everything is the same in regards to standards and will be regulated like the other school clubs however they implemented two new systems- first one defensive training, which we will be doing today and tomorrow will be hit training."

I almost laughed. I joined the boxing club to have extra practice but this seemed almost too easy.

"Also I'm gonna partner you with the opposite gender, that way females you will learn the weak points on men and men can learn to adapt their skills on a female partner. First pair up will be Mariah and Aiden"

I smirked at Mariah wiggling my eyebrows "get him down on his knees girl!" I encouraged as Mariahs face turned redder then a tomato.

"Next pair is Payton and Ashton"

I froze, no fucking way. I glanced towards Mariah who was now smirking at me and wiggling her eyebrows. Giving her the finger, i reluctantly moved and stood next to Ashton.

"Hey there princess, i didn't take you as the boxing type" he whispered his warm breath tickling my ear and his masculine scent invaded my nose.

"Hey there asshole, you know nothing about me" i retorted back keeping my focus on the coaches instructions.

You know that mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble, maybe i should put it to good use, i think that would be a good apology for this morning, dont you?" his deep voice made my knees weak and my stomach clench with heat. Ashtons words were affecting me but he wouldn't know it. I knew how to mask my emotions well enough by now it was almost second nature.

Once the coach was done his instructions we took our place on the matted floor.

" you need help with that move princess?" He smirked at me.

"Screw this guy"

Cackling like a crazy person inside my head i felt a rush of pride and mischief. I was going to use this to my advantage because - he didn't know that i was a pro fighter.

Smiling shyly then pouting slightly i walked up to him tickling my fingers along his shoulders. "Would you please show me how?"

His eyes seemed to glimmer with amusement and arrogance"Sure thing princess, place your hands on my body and feet like this.." 

"Gotcha"

Before he could finish his sentence i twisted his arm and tossed his muscular body over my shoulder.

thwack!  the sound of Ashtons heavy body landing on the matts resonated through the gymnasium, i quickly twisted so my knee was pressing firmly down on Ashtons chiseled chest and his arm twisted above him head.

Silence stilled the gym. Everyone was staring at me in disbelief like they couldn't believe i had taken down Ashton Whyte that easily; and by all means if i wasn't highly trained I probably couldn't of.

"Well looks like we have a seasoned fighter here with us" the coach praised "looks like you might have a run for your money Ashton" the teacher chuckled before turning around to help another sparring pair.

I looked down at Ashtons confused face, making sure to feign surprise.

"I totally let you have that one" he snorted before standing up and brushing himself off. "Of course he had to mend his bruised ego", i thought rolling my eyes.

"What was that about?" Ashton looked at me directly with peaked curiosity.

"It was nothing, fluke accident" i shrugged before turning away to look at the newer recruits practicing their sparing, pursing my lips as i mentally pointed out the slack where their wrist should be firm or their shaky stances.

Ashton suddenly caught my wrist pulling me sharply towards him, instinctively i pulled away from his body and stuck out my leg to trip him sending us crashing to the ground.

"See sweetheart that was not nothing that was instinctive." He pointed out.

"Back off Whyte.." i hissed, distracted by his hard body beneath mine.

"where did you learn those moves" questions reflected in his dark eyes as he pressed into me further, gripping onto my thighs threateningly and holding me in place.

God he was fucking sexy.

He looked down at my lips and then back to my gaze. Breaking out of my trance I realized the position we were in looked quite compromising, i was straddling his waist as his hands burned holes through my shorts leaving a trail of heat on my hips. Shooting off his lap I straightened out my shirt and rubbed my forehead timidly.

"Honestly its nothing my dad made me take a couple self defence classes when i was younger" i mumbled, feeling suddenly hot and uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze.

Standing up Ashton nodded clearly not believing me as his eyes were still full of intrigue and lust?

"Um I'm gonna get going,i forgot i gotta be somewhere?" My excuse sounding more like a question than a response before pointing to the door and briskly walking away.

He was getting too close already and it was only the first half of the school day. He couldn't find out.. nobody could found out i was an illegal fighter.

I was gonna have to avoid Ashton Whyte at all costs.