Get to know the gang

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Montana and I walk into the studio and take our places together as we begin to stretch. Montana nudges me and points out the new girl joining us today. She has dark hair pulled back into a ponytail and is wearing a pink leotard.

"Who is she?" I ask.

Montana shrugs as Xavier begins the workout.

"Five, six, seven, eight."

The music begins as everyone hops into the routine. Montana and I drop to the floor dramatically as we follow Xaviers' instructions. I look at Xavier and I laugh excitedly, pushing through the workout.

"Kick, kick," Montana smirks at me through the mirror as we make eye contact. "Hip thrust, in,"

Xavier hops off of his stage and starts walking through the rows of people, critiquing everyone's form.

"Yeah!" He cheers. 

I bite my lip as he walks behind me, giving my ass a push as we hit the last thrust. I dramatically slap my hips getting really into it.

"Left, left! Tighten those abs." Xavier winks at me before jogging back up to the front. 

"And down."

I lay down and begin thrusting my hips into the air in sync with Montana as she roars excitedly.

"Left! Left! Right! Right! It's hard, but it's worth it!" Xavier shouts.

I flip quickly to my side and kick up my outer leg, in sync with everyone else.



"Hi," Montana says, smiling at the new girl in between our showers.

"Don't worry, she's not lez, just friendly," I joke but she gives me a weird look.

"Rad bod, though. Like that girl on Cheers." Montana continues looking her up and down. "I noticed you ogling my buddy Chet's mound. You want me to introduce you?" She asks, leaning over the shower divider.

"I don't know what you're talking about," She breathes, giving Montana and me no eye contact. "Not for me." She huffs and turns off her water.

She wraps a towel around herself and heads to the locker room to change.

"The last American virgin," I sigh as we watch her disappear around the corner.

"Well, at least we have sexy boobs," Montana slurs, smirking at me.

"Hell yeah,"

We turn the water off and I ring out my hair before hugging my towel around me.

"Let's go see what this bitch is up to," Montana says, making our way out of the showers.

Montana lays her head against the locker, "Everyone tells me I can be a little over the top with new people. It's just that it's L.A. You can't make friends unless you get a little aggressive, right?"

"Totally. I'm Brooke. I'm new in town."

"Well, we are obsessed with this place. We've been doing aerobics since '82." I add in.

"Ever since we read those articles about it in Rolling Stone. Did you know they have competitive aerobics championships?" Montana rambles.

"Sounds... serious," Brooke chuckles.

"She wants to be the best," I add, nudging her.

"I know it may sound silly to you, but I will be the greatest aerobics competitor of all time. I'm Montana, by the way."

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