Chapter 6 - Determination Pays Off

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3 MONTHS LATER

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"Mom, I'll be at the park," I tell her, before grabbing my Beats by Dre® Bluetooth® headphones and ride my bike downtown while listening and mouthing words to Eminem and Lil Wayne. I finally arrive, at the abandoned, torn up park. "Where is Cena?" I ask myself. I spot Cena, finishing a new set of what looks like monkey bars. "What's this for?" I ask him. "Oh, just something you'll be exercising on.."

I grab on to the handle, but it slips off. "What is on here?" "Butter?" I say, he nods. ''Why would you put butter on here?" I ask. "Helps build grip, now take off your shirt," I follow his orders, and take it off, revealing a tan, fat, skinny, or even muscular body.(Its in between all of it) "Hop on top." Within seconds, I'm on top, struggling to stay on. "Now, hang upside down." I go to hang upside down, and do a full back flip off. I groan and get up. I grab a bar and do 10 pull ups, putting my arm to the maximum limit. "Punch my hands." Cena says. I unleash, hitting his hands hard. "You've improved, a lot, over the last couple of months. You're ready to go back to school." Cena says. I glance at him, worried.

"It'll be okay," He says.

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