Out Of Bounds

Late

Taylor's POV

I pulled into the gym parking lot expecting to see some sort of armored SUV but alas...we are apparently the only people crazy enough to be at the gym at 6am. Izzy and I hop out and enter the lock code into the back door, then proceed to unlock the front doors, flip on the gym lights and pull out the mats and chalk for the day.

(Isabelle) *impatiently looking at the clock* they are late

(Taylor) *takes a bite of her protein bar* *shrugs* they probably don't drive themselves...so its probably not in their control

(Isabelle) no excuses...they are so doing laps

(Taylor) are you serious? HA they are gunna love us *sarcastic*

(Isabelle) well I'm not getting up at the ass crack to come here and waste my time...

(Taylor) agreed, here...bite

Izzy's POV

I took a bite of the protein bar and was washing it down with my water when the front door opened and in walked three boys...followed by one very large man that I could only assume was their body guard. All three walked toward Tay and I smiling...it slightly faded when they saw we weren't reciprocating.

(Isabelle) *irritated tone* You're late

(Joe) Yea, but only by like 5 minutes

(Nick) *Elbows Joe in the ribs* What he means is, we are sorry we are late...we are at the mercy of our driver and there was traffic.

(Taylor) It doesn't matter why you are late, if there is traffic you need to leave earlier...you are 6 minutes late. Do you know what happens if we are late to practice?

(Joe) ummm....

(Isabelle) we have to run one mile for every minute we are late....hope you boys like to run *smirks*

*All of the boys eyes get huge*

(Nick) you are joking right?

(Isabelle) do I look like I'm joking?

(Nick) no....which is kinda what I find terrifying about you right now

*Izzy cracks a small smile*

(Taylor) no, we aren't about to kill you with 6 miles before we even start but now that you know...I wouldn't suggest being late after today. Who's the bonus? *nods toward the door*

(Kevin) Oh, that's our body guard Big Rob, he is just going to stand at the door and make sure no one comes in...

(Taylor) well, that's simple enough *walks over behind the massive body guard and flips the locks on the door* we have a lounge viewing area over there with a couch if you want to hang out in there while you are here, no need to stand at the door.

*Big Rob nods and walks over to sit in the viewing lounge*

(Taylor) I'm Taylor, this is Isabelle...if you want you can call me Tay or T that's generally what I go by...you can call her Izzy or Iz...but don't call her Belle, she will most definitely scratch your eyes out.

(Joe) I'm Joe, this is Nick and that is Kevin...but I guess you probably already knew that *smiles*

(Taylor) actually, we had no idea who you were....I had to google you last night so I'd know who to look for

*Nick chuckles*

(Isabelle) ok first things first....shoes off, don't ever step on the mats in street shoes unless you want to scrub them down. You can put them over there by the lockers then we will get started on stretching.

*the boys obediently take their shoes off and place them in the locker area then join the girls in the center of the gym*

(Taylor) Ok give each other enough room...extend your arms out to the side till you can only touch the tips of each others fingers, then drop your arms

*again the boys did so obediently scared of laps for disobedience*

(Isabelle) ok just do what we do...

*Izzy and Taylor start their normal conditioning/ stretch routine and watch as the boys struggle to keep up*

(Joe) is this really necessary? We really just need to brush up on basic tumbling...

(Taylor) you tell me rockstar...do you warm up your voice before you go on stage?

*Nick chuckles and continues to stretch*

(Joe) *shoots Nick a glare* yes...

(Taylor) *cracks a small smile at Joe* ok then we don't need to discuss the importance ...it's all muscles.

*After stretching/conditioning Taylor and Izzy hop up*

(Isabelle) Ok...laps *walks over and punches in 6 minutes into a large countdown timer on the wall*

(Nick) Woah...wait I thought you said we didn't have to do laps?

(Taylor) no...I said we wouldn't kill you with 6 miles...I never said you didn't have to do laps...6 minutes late...6 minutes of laps..

*All three boys exchanged glances before taking off unwillingly to do their laps*

(Taylor) *giggles* its kinda fun torturing these Jonas boys...maybe this wont be so bad after all.

(Isabelle) mmhmm....and you cant complain about the view *smiles as she stares*