Chapter 3: Fucking Americans

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Kaity's outfit

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Jaden's outfit

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Jaden's outfit

We drove for about 10 minutes. When we got to the gym, we saw Frida. She was about our age but from Germany. "Hallo Frida. Ich bin Sauer, Kann ich also einfach durchgehen?" I asked. "Hallo Jaden. Hallo Kaitlyn. Ja, denken die daran, es ist kostenlos."
(Hey Frida. I'm pissed so can I just go through.
Hey Jaden. Hey Kaitlyn. Yes, remember it's free.)

Just when we were walking into the changing room, a big group of people came inside. "Ok Frida. Liebe sich. Bis später. Voel glük." Kaity said following me.
(Ok Frida. Love you. See you later. Good luck.)

I changed into a black tank top and black shorts with white tekkies (Sneakers). Kaity changed into a hot pink set of shorts and a tank top. She also quickly braided our hair.

"Dankie tog vir sluitkasse wat bestaan." Kaity said, while walking with me into the main gym. "Speel asseblief musiek oor die speakers, Short Shit."
(Thank goodness for lockers that exist.
Please play music over the speakers, Short Shit.)

"Afrikaanse musiek?" Kaity asked. "Ja, maar die sokkie musiek." 'Hey Sonneblom' by Droomsindroom began playing.
(Afrikaans music?
Yes, but the dans music.)

We walked towards the treadmills and began running. Kaity began speaking "Gee jy ooit n fok dat ons letterlik nie meer gaan toer nie?"
(Do you even give a fuck that we are literally not going on tour anymore?)

"Honestly? Ek wil weer huis toe.
Ek is moeg vir hierdie kak." I answered and she looked at me with sad eyes. I knew she loved it here where she could study music but she also knew that Barden doesn't have a good botany course.
(Honestly? I wanna go home again. I'm tired of this shit.)

We ran for about an hour talking and singing along with some music from home. In that time, the huge group that Frida was talking to came in and started working out. I ignored them and focused on myself and Kaitlyn.

"Kait?" I asked in my most annoying tone. "Ja?" She replied out of breath. "Willst du scheiße schlagen?" I asked. " Of course" She replied grinning at me.
(Yes?
Do you wanna punch shit?)

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