I never actually realised that i could hate geography so much, but i had no choice. It was either geography or astronomy. Astronomy is all about stars, and i hate them, they give people false hope. That's what i think in my perspective.
I walked into mu huge classroom ready for the everyday boring college lectures. I took my usual seat in the middle, 6th seat from the left. I don't know why but ever since the first day of class i have always sat there, i love that seat and if anyone wants it they will have to go through me literally. I rest down my books and began to look at my bandaged hands. Yesterday i needed to relieve alot of stress so i went to the gym and i punched the bag until my hands were bleeding. I didn't felt any pain, all i felt was free.
I didn't even realise that skylar was right next to me, until he poked me on my cheek. Even though Skylar and i live in the same apartment, we come to school with our own cars. Most of the times after school both of us have to work, so we go our separate ways, it's actually easier than carpooling.
"HEY SUE ARE YOU THERE!!!???" he screamed while poking me again.
"YEAH I'M HERE, SORRY I ZONED OUT" i screamed back at hik. There wasn't many people in class so we could scream.
"You do that alot, you know" he said while nodding his head.
"I know, i know"
The professor walked in not a minute later than when the bell rang. I got myself prepped and ready to hear his lecture about the earth.
After my school finished i left and headed towards my favorite place ever, the gym, for my appointments.
As I entered the gym I was hit with the musty smell of men's sweat. I got accustom to it over time so now it's like nothing for me.
I walked up to the front desk and asked,
"Hey, what appointments do I have now?" I asked Lucy who was our very nice receptionist.
"You have a guy named......................Skylar Williams, and he's in the corner boxing ring waiting for you already". Lucy said in a very chirpy voice.
I nodded my head and went to change. After changing I began to walk to the corner where the boxing bag was. I stopped in my tracks when I saw a very sexy man there. He was shirtless, had toned abs with a tattoo on his right arm. He had a jawline that could cut paper and flawless skin.
I walked up to him and all he did was stop punching the bad and look me up and down.
"And who are you now, I am kinda waiting on my trainer who is late" he said in a very husky voice.
"I am your trainer" I stated looking back at him.
He looked at me and chucked passing his hand through his perfect hair.
"I signed up here and asked for the best trainer, not you" he said, disgust lacing his voice.
I felt a little hurt by his words but I am use to it.
"I am the best trainer here so suck it up or leave. All I know is I have to train you, so let's get started shall we?" I said with an attitude.
His jaw stiffened but he relaxed and said 'fine' alone and we began our session.
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Fiksi RemajaHer name is susan allen but she hates to be called that. She liked to be called sue, she finds it better and susan is to girly for her tastes anyway. She is a part-time trainer at a gym close to where she lives and her school. She don't have any fam...
