𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟸

KANE

JANUARY 14th, 2018

RUNNING A HAND DOWN my face in frustration, I glance at my watch, making sure I'm not late.

I promised Izzy I'd pick her up from school today, seeing as her car is with the mechanics. She claims someone crashed her car, but we all know she hit a lamppost.

Chest heaving, I gulp my water down, enjoying how the coolness feels flowing down my dry throat, body cooling loosening slightly.

Leaning down, I grab my towel, dabbing it on my chest to dry the sweat rolling down my body. I fucking stink.

I pause for a second, debating whether to have a shower or not. I need to pick her up in ten minutes. I only need five.

Grabbing my bag, I walk to the showers, quickly jumping out my shorts and getting under the shower head, head falling back, sighing softly at the warm water hitting my body.

My back and arms hurt today. That's on me for not warming up before I did bench presses.

Satisfied with how I smell, i quickly dry myself off and dig into my bag for my shorts, wasting no time in putting them on.

My phone vibrates on the bench, eyes catching onto the notification.

Isabelle: You're still picking me up, right?

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Kane: yh, jst giv me a few.

Shoving my phone into my pocket, I run out the gym, wincing at the pain in my back, contemplating whether to put on a shirt or not.

If I don't, then Izzy might forget I picked her up late. You just want her attention on you.

Rolling my eyes at my thoughts, I throw a leg over my bike, multitasking and starting it up at the same time while making sure to put my helmet on.

Izzy hasn't rode on my bike for a while because she loves her car. She will use any excuse to drive it. So I'm kinda glad she crashed it because that means I can drive her around, just like old times.

Revving the engine, I pull off my helmet, eyes searching the lot for her. Me, Izzy and the boys go to the same college, Kingstons, but I had a free day today so she and Marcus went together.

That bitch has to stay behind because of lack of work so he couldn't drop Izzy off, not that I mind picking her up, so here I am instead.

A smile grows on my face at the sight of Izzy stood against the wall, phone in hand while the other is held against her eyes to block the sun. She purses her lips, looking at her phone again.

I know she's texting me because my pocket is vibrating. Itching my abs, I take this as my chance to scan her outfit.

When are you not checking her out.

Blessing my eyes with the sight of her- she's wearing light blue Jean shorts with a white off the shoulder top. Her brown hair is in curls, flowing down her shoulders, shining under the sun. Izzy's bag is hung over her shoulder, slipping off from time to time.

Looking around, i notice a lot of people are watching me, and I take that as my cue to call out for Izzy, but before I can, she looks up, honey eyes meeting with mine, freezing in her place.

My heart beats faster as she bites her lips, slowly walking towards me with her eyes slowly raking my body. I smirk, knowing she's distracted.

"Hi."