Chapter Three

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Suicides. Ladders. Push ups. Repeat. Circuit after circuit. It's only his first day here and I swear he's trying to kill us. Maybe this is his way of finding out who the weak ones are. I really hope this ends sooner rather than later.

Don't get me wrong I love the sport, but some days the training can be ridiculously tough. I wasn't prepared for any of this to happen. You also weren't prepared to get an extremely attractive new coach either. Shut up brain. Ugh what am I going to do.

I was too busy having an inner conflict when he called everyone back over.

"Alright girls. Bring it in"

It took everyone at least thirty seconds to get there. He looked oddly frustrated for some reason. I mean cmon man, you can expect us to do all of that and get to you in the blink of an eye.

He let out a soft sigh and said," you girls have worked hard today. I'm going to let you guys go a bit early. Tomorrow we will be doing a lot more on skills. I want to know where you all are at. Have a good day everyone!"

I mentally sighed of relief. I was exhausted and need to take a shower and a nap ASAP.

I jogged over to the bench and packed up all my things. As I got up and turned, my bag hit something with quite a force.

"Oh sorry coach Tomlinson. I didn't see you there" I felt absolutely horrible. Great first impression Mads. Way to go.

"It's okay. Really.  It was my fault too."

I mean yeah it was your fault considering I had my back turned but I'll take it.

"Now I know you have some power to ya. See you tomorrow Parker" he said with a wink.

Oh my god he just winked at me.

My coach who's seven years older than me just winked at me.

What have I gotten myself into.

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