Chapter 17 • She's Tory with a Y, and she's Missy with a problem Pt. 1

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(A/n: yeaaaah I couldn't come up with something better for the title. Also you can chose any outfit or imagine your own.)

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Sensei was right. There was no gain without that pain. Each of us were soar, bones cracking, and muscles aching. It felt like someone had taken a hammer, and smashed it against my body. A hundred times. Without Aisha's car, I don't know what we would've done.

Moving my legs was almost a challenge without groaning, and moving my shoulders was downright impossible. You'd think because we work out so much, that we would be used to this type of feeling by now.

I can't speak for the rest of the team, but, no. I don't think I ever will be.

At least I didn't have to use my body for the next few days, I was safe to chill out and heal. At least that's what I thought, until this afternoon. One word, stupid.

"Dude who are you texting?! You've been on your phone all day!" Aisha pouts as she aggressively  pulls a bag of spicy Dorito chips off of the shelf.

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