I start out easy, by telling him to warm up before we start doing the actual training. While he's warming up I decide to ask him a bit of questions. "So, Alex, have you bought our membership yet, or are you seeing how well we do?"
He looks up at me, studying me, until I start fidgeting at his stare. "I'm seeing how well you will do."
"Isn't this the time you should be at work?" I know I'm being nosy, but aren't people as important as him supposed to be at their job earlier than everyone else?
"I'm the CEO of Gonzalez Inc. I can go in at whatever time I want." He sighs, clearly annoyed by the questions, not that I care.
I'm about to ask him another question, but he beats me to it, "Ok, I'm done with my warm ups, what's next?" Smooth change of subject. Not.
"Onto the treadmills." I reply cooly, mad that he interrupted me.
"I'm not much of a runner."
"Neither am I, but I still do it. Now move it, stop stalling, I've got other clients after you." I head over to the treadmills not bothering to look if he followed me.
We both get on and I tell him our goal, for his first day, which is a speed of 5 for one lap, then we move on to other equipment for legs, buttocks, calves, and I'm sure you get it now.
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After we do all the lower body training I tell him we're done for the day.
"What?" He stares at me confused.
"I said we're done. You can only do so much with your body, Alex. If you overwork it, you'll be, well overworked."
"But don't you do this everyday, all day? That was nothing." Explains why your sweating and breathing hard. But of course I don't say that.
"Listen Alex, I work here, but as you just saw I don't do everything with you. But, if you want to keep going be my guest. But, I have other clients, you know. Just like I'm sure you have a lot of business associates." I sweep my hand at the other people quietly warming up or working out, waiting for their turn, or just getting a bit of exercise in for the day.
"Fine, I know when someone doesn't want me around. I'll leave, bye Raven." His lips are slightly twitching, a smirk playing on them.
"Have a nice day." I'm already walking away to my next client.
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That night I'm just relaxing on my couch, and sketching a bit. Not really sure of what though. Or of who..
Suddenly my phone starts ringing, I look at the screen and groan, but answer it anyway. "What is it Luis?"
"Get ready 'cause we're going clubbing and I'm not taking no as an answer!" Then, he hangs up, and leaves me staring at my phone in disbelief. Sometimes I wonder how we're friends.
I take a quick shower, then go through my clothes and come out of my closet with a dark blue tank top and a black mini skirt, with black wedges. I leave my hair natural and flowing down to my waist, and put only mascara, and give my eyes a smokey look and dark red lip stick.
Once I put the finishing touches, I hear someone knocking and yell "Come in!" then a couple seconds later Luis appears at the doorway to my bathroom.
"Hey look at you, are you gonna put on your denim jacket with that?" He asks.
He's wearing his usual, which is a t-shirt, jeans, those work boots, with a leather jacket. His hair is ruffled in that 'just got out of bed' look.
"Hey, do you even have to ask?" I laugh, and he chuckles. I put on my jacket then say, "Ok, I'm ready, let's go."
"Great it's this brand new club my friend just opened, and I'm ready to try it out with my bestest friend ever!" He winks at me and I just giggle at him.
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30 minutes later we arrive to the club that is called Sexist, I laugh at the name and Luis looks over at me chuckling a bit too.
"That's the best name ever." I say between laughs, and Luis just bursts out laughing harder.
After we stop laughing, we just head to the front of the line and say our names, then we're in.
It's full, people dancing and grinding on each other on the dance floor, with drinks in their hands. The lighting is dim, but I could see the DJ in the corner. Luis guides me toward the bar, and I order a coke, 'cause I don't drink, while Luis orders a scotch on rocks.
"So how do you like it?" Luis shouts over the music.
"It's great!" I shout back.
The bartender comes back with our drinks and we pay for them. Just when I turn around, someone decides to get behind me, and since I didn't know he was there. Let's just say my drink went all over his expensive looking suit, and familiar, angry, ice-blue eyes are currently looking down at me.
"Raven? What the hell!?" He shouts, practically fuming.
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