You Can't Change Me

Sweat It Out

Copyright 11cina24 aka cassbeastbomb 2010-2011

You Can't Change Me

Chapter Two

-Sweat It Out-

Now drop it down

And let me see your hips swing

Down to the floor

And let me see your hips swing

Let me see your hips swing by Savage

"How," punch, "can," grunt, upward kick, "some creep," I growled, "keep me in their room like a pet?" I gritted my teeth and practically knocked Noah off his feet with my last combo of a punch and kick. I was sweaty from my work-out and could feel it in my bones. I loved sweating because that meant I had accomplished something while working out. It was an even better training/work-out session when I was angry. It was like an adrenaline rush.

Noah set down the black, rectangular gym mat material I had kicked. "Well it's not exactly a good thing to hate the boss's son. He'll be your boss one day Jane, just think about that."

"Trust me," I grinned sadistically, "I've been thinking about more than that after that stupid stunt that guy pulled yesterday." I moved from Noah to a punching bag. I did a few combos, switched my position and circled the bag. I did a quick one, two, three punch and then an upper cut. I had a lot of annoyance to burn off. Cayden did nothing but tense my body up and create frustration.

"Careful Jane because on day that cute little mouth of yours is going to get your butt in problemas," he chided. I smirked at the small Spanish he incorporated. Noah still thought Spanglish was a language. That little Mexican bundle of joy could think whatever the fuck he wanted to. Either way I wasn't going to listen to him. I never had a real parental figure so there wasn't really any point now.

"I'm a big girl Noah. I can handle myself. I could easily beat the crap out of that guy if I really wanted to," I replied.

He chuckled. "Well tell me when you want that fight and I'll happily set it up. For the meantime we have an hour before school starts. Thank god we only have a month left. After that it's just you and me Jane, out in the real world."

I threw in a couple more fast punches before settling the bag and grabbing my stuff, following Noah's lead. I was in dire need of a shower, and hopefully I didn't wake anyone up when I got home since it was still a bit early. I had gotten to the gym around four and now it was six'o clock sharp. I had at least an hour and twenty minutes before school started. I would need a long shower after everything I did.

All this stress about turning eighteen next week was taking a toll on me. Once I turned eighteen, I would be pretty much kicked out of my foster home. Under no circumstances could I stay there, and I would be kicked out before school ends which is a pain. I still didn't know where I was going to stay after next week.

Noah and I walked out onto the parking lot, and he drove me home while I stared out the window to mull my thoughts over.

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Cayden's POV

I twirled the dart in my hand as I sat at my desk. Maxim was one of the family friends who worked for me and my father. He was two years older than me and was very well trusted. Unfortunately he was the eye catcher when we'd roam the city which would delay us slightly when trying to finish some business. Although it was quite amusing when the girls that approach him were the complete opposite of attractive.