Bubble Tea

Gia and Jeremiah : Their story pt. 1

Song for the chapter: Electric love by Børns

Gia's POV:

School life continued its steady rhythm, a comforting routine that kept me grounded amidst the whirlwind of emotions and ambitions. Audrey and Andres were officially dating now, and seeing Audrey so happy filled my heart with joy. She deserved every bit of happiness that came her way.

As weeks passed, rumors of Jeremiah and Maddy's breakup spread through the school like wildfire. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. I had harbored a secret crush on Jeremiah for a while now, but I was too shy to ever confess my feelings. Besides, he was always surrounded by other girls, and I doubted he would ever notice me in that way.

Life otherwise was good. My family-my supportive parents, my pesky but lovable younger brother-kept me grounded and loved. They were my rock, always there to cheer me on in my dance classes or listen to my endless chatter about K-pop idols and their latest achievements.

Speaking of K-pop, it had become more than just a passion for me. Watching those idols train hard in the gym inspired me. I found myself drawn to the idea of physical fitness, not just for the sake of appearance but for the discipline and strength it promised.

One afternoon, after a particularly invigorating dance session, I made a decision. I was going to join the gym. It was a bold step for someone like me, who had always been more comfortable in the dance studio than lifting weights. But I wanted to challenge myself, to see what I could achieve outside of my comfort zone.

The next day, armed with determination, I walked into the local gym.

Entering the gym felt like stepping into a different world. The air was thick with determination and the sound of clanking weights. Men and women around me moved with purpose, their bodies sculpted and strong. It was intimidating, to say the least.

I stood there, feeling out of place and small amidst the sea of confident figures. Doubt crept in, whispering that maybe this wasn't for me. I turned to leave, the urge to retreat overwhelming.

For the next few days, I couldn't shake the feeling of inadequacy. The gym seemed like a fortress of strength and I felt like an intruder. But in quiet moments, I found solace in videos from my favorite influencers and K-pop idols. Their words of encouragement sparked a flicker of determination within me.

Driven by their inspiring messages, I returned to the gym after several days of hesitation. This time, I resolved to stay, even if it meant starting small.

An instructor noticed my hesitation and approached me kindly. "Hey there, take it easy. Why don't you start with some basic warm-up and cardio exercises today?" she suggested.

Nodding nervously, I made my way to the treadmill. The rhythmic thud of my feet against the belt was oddly comforting. I focused on my breathing, trying to block out the self-doubt.

And then I saw him.

Jeremiah.

My crush, the sports-oriented guy who always seemed so confident on the basketball court.

Seeing Jeremiah at the gym was like stumbling upon a mythical creature. He looked so effortlessly perfect, like a Greek god descended from Mount Olympus. Every move he made was graceful and powerful, his muscles defined and his presence commanding. He was no less than a K-pop idol in my eyes, with a smile that could melt hearts and a confidence that drew everyone's attention.

As I watched him, a whirlwind of thoughts raced through my mind. He was the epitome of ideal boyfriend material, and I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be with him. Even knowing he had a reputation as a playboy who might break my heart, I still wanted to be close to him, even if only for a short while.