Crushing On Your Majesty;The girl he hated

perfection

You must be thinking I read business or architecture or arts
But no they do not interest me.

My interests were a little different from most of the girls .

They liked short dresses
I liked baggy clothes
They wore heels
I preferred combat boots.
They did nail art while I tied adhesive tape around my knuckles.
They liked clicking pictures in front of sports cars
While I liked to open the carburetor of it.

Simply said
I was a shy nerd who liked reading
But I didn't read bio/chemistry or physics
I read about combat,martial arts,cars and sometimes medicine.

And that's the reason I am here in this college.
Imperial College of martial arts and Combat(IGMC)

Our course is of 3 years
The first 2 years are purely theoretical
But in the 3rd year the actual fun begins.

In 3rd year we do everything we read practically.
I came second in theory but I am afraid of my 3rd year here.

Girls are in minority here but this doesn't mean that we are any less.
Here everyone is treated equal and in final year we will fight boys.

Now you can understand why the next prince of this kingdom studies here.
He is getting trained to perfection in self defence.

Why I am here?
Well simply because I love learning here and I wish to join the military forces of my country.
I want to save lives.

If you would know my family history you would think I am mad but let's keep that for later.

I wore my long loose t shirt and tight slacks to get ready for gym.
College ended 6hrs before and I wanted to let out some heat today.

My nerdy specs did cause me problem while boxing but I wish to get laser surgery few years later.

It was 11 I clock at night.
I preferred this time for my training because I didn't want others to see me training.
Also I hated it when someone watched me while I trained.
I am shy after all...what do you expect.

I entered and tied my long hair in a high pony to get ready.
As I was placing the tape on my knuckles to get ready when I heard footsteps approaching.

Sh**
Who was crazy enough to be here at this time.

Without wasting a second I ran and hid behind a machine big enough to hide my frame.
It was dark around here
I don't think I will get noticed.

I peeped to see the main glass door open.
I saw silhouette of a person with a big body frame and unknowingly it looked familiar.

Two other people with him stopped there and turned around to stand outside the door.
Oh no
I hope my guess is wrong
Anyone but not him!!
Oh god please not him!!

He was coming in my direction
And my heartbeat was accelerating with each step he took.

I hid behind and slipped down to the floor .. trying to make myself as small as possible.

Next I heard the main switch pull down and the area in the centre got illuminated.

I looked again to see his back towards me and the boxing bag in front of him.
He started slow
With each blow he gave to the bag his intensity kept on increasing.

With each swing of the bag and sound of chains rustling my heart thumped again and again.

I was staring at his back like a sick creep
I know I should not be here
He should not be here

But I can't leave
His bodyguards are guarding the damn door what can I do other than sitting here and waiting for his session to end.

While I was staring at his back I didn't realise his next move earlier.
He pulled up his wet shirt up his head and what I saw made my eyes go wide with shock and my body betrayed me thousandth time.