Rebecca's P.O.V.
"Bring it on, b***h"
I growled at her.
As soon as I said those words, Shelby tried and failed to get some offence in and it was painfully obvious that this girl has never attended a single training session in her life.
I mean don't get me wrong, when the girl can actually land a punch, a slap or a kick, it hurts like a motherfucker but it's clear that she's not using her brain when she fights because her hits and her stance are sloppy as hell.
"So, I take it school wasn't the only place where you skipped classes, am I right, Shelby?"
I ask while trying to catch my breath.
"It's funny because when we were in school, you had all of the girls, well, most of the girls in our year scared of you because they didn't wanna get their asses beat by you or your Barbie army but
