Bella fired another round of punches and kicks against the punching bag. It swayed back and forth with momentum as Bella stood back, hand on knees. It was only during these times of intense training or working out when she could usually turn her mind off, yet today, she still seemed very aware of the cyclone in her head. It had been fun in NYC. he'd had the chance to hang out with Rico, do some sightseeing with Isa, and to visit her niece and spend some time with Amanda and Niels, but reality still remained... What purpose did HER life serve? She admired Amanda and Niels, the two love birds, were such a great team, especially when it came to dealing with baby Emi. Bella even admired Rico and Ceci. She idly wondered if she'd ever look at a guy the way Ceci looked at Rico or the way Amanda looked at Niels. She bit her lip as she finally caught her breath, removing her hands from her knees. The punching bag dangled motionless from the ceiling now. Time to hit the showers... As the cool water beat down onto Bella's head, she closed her eyes and tried to focus on what was at hand. Fighting. She had to focus. She had to train. She couldn't keep letting every bothersome thought distract her. Yet here they were again. Thank Kobe for Isa, otherwise she didn't have any other friends who seemed to care about her. Everyone had their own lives and were simply too busy to remember her. Well screw them, she thought as she left the shower and quickly got dressed. Before long, she found herself outside, leaning up against the building, a lit cigarette in hand. She had yet to smoke the whole thing. But today? Why the hell not? She closed her eyes and took a long drag, feeling a warmth spread through her body. Whether it was the smoke or the pure psychology of it, she felt at peace. At last, she turned her mind off, indulging herself in this vice. "Those are bad for you, you know?" she heard the voice of a memory echo in her mind. Ah well... Comments #1. You don't let that grow into a habit, do you? *he smirks, resting beside her with his own smoke between his lips*
Adam Jakeman #2. *frowns* Mister Jakeman, you are learning my BFF bad habits! Bella, out that thing out *pouts* Isabella van Loon-Jones #3. *grins at him* Nope, just every now and then. It seems to work well for today.. Isabella Dwyer #4. *looks at Isa* Hey, it's not his fault. I picked it up before I even met him. *pokes her* Isabella Dwyer #5. *Frowns* You promised. Isabella van Loon-Jones #6. *sighs* Did you read my text? Isabella Dwyer #7. Yes, we'll talk there Isabella van Loon-Jones #8. *rolls his eyes mumbling something about 'girls'* Gotta told her it's no good for her *takes a deep drag* Adam Jakeman #9. Yes you did. *shrugs playfully* Isabella Dwyer #10. Does she know about ya plans for the tournament? *nods to the other girl* THAT'S definitely no good for you. *smirks* so when we gonna start training? Adam Jakeman #11. Kinda-sorta. I haven't exactly given anyone the details about it. They'd just worry and try to talk me out of it. *sighs and drops the cig, putting it out beneath her boot* I've learned some street survival stuff so I'm ready to start... whenever Isabella Dwyer
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