Saved From My Thoughts

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The music from the party downstairs reverberated around my room reminding me of the social gathering currently taking place. My mother being on a buisness trip for the next few days was the perfect opportunity for my brother to throw a party that would no doubt be the talk of the town.

It didn't come as a surprise when he asked me to stay in my room tonight, we tend to keep to ourselves a lot which may be why our relationship is so hostile, deep down we do care for each other even if it is a mostly one sided. I wasn't upset that he didn't want to include me tonight I'm not a social person and would mostly likely embarrass him in front of his friends, so here I am trying to watch TV over the deafening sound below. I did think about asking him to turn it down but quickly decided against it, not only would it humiliate him but he was also probably too drunk to even understand me.

 My thoughts were broken when my doorknob started to rattle along with muffled giggles, seconds later my door had burst open to reveal one of Jayden's friends Nate and a blonde girl I didn't know. Nate has been my crush for as long as I could remember and seeing him with somebody else did things to my chest, specifically my heart.

"Oops sorry Brynn" he chuckled seemingly sober unlike his company who could barely stand up. I briefly wondered if he was going to do "stuff" with her when she clearly wasn't thinking straight however brushed off that thought, Nate's not like that.

After they left I turned my TV up to try and drown out the noise and thought of Nate becoming intimate with other girls. I knew I wasn't his type, infact he barely notices me unless he needs the answers for some homework. All his previous partners were stunning and skinny with curves in all the right places whereas I had curves in all the wrong places and wasn't societies "perfect girl".

 I wanted to change, mainly so that Nate would notice me but also because I felt like such a let down to my family as I didn't carry the "looks" gene that was handed down to my brother. As soon as an advertisement for the gym popped up on my television, I knew exactly where I had to start.  And I would do whatever it takes to get there.

(The next day)

I awoke early eager to start my transformation, I would like to say that I woke up happy with perfect hair and clear skin but I'm not a YouTube beauty guru and in all honesty looked like trash. it was 6:00am on a Saturday and I had decided to visit the gym where my journey would begin. 

I put on minimal makeup since I would most likely sweat it off and some leggings paired with a tank top. Instead of the usual bagel I would eat in the morning I picked up a granola bar and apple deeming it sufficient for breakfast. I made little noise when passing hungover strangers from the party, they were clearly going to be in pain so why would I make that any more miserable for them.

I pushed myself harder than any gym class I'd done in school and stayed there for two hours before deciding I couldn't go on any longer. Every time I felt like giving up I reminded myself of my goal which gave me the energy to carry on. Maybe I overdid it but in my eyes it wasn't enough, I longed for the burning sensation in my limbs and the sweat beaded on my forehead was a sign of weakness I wouldn't let control me.

Leaving the changing room I bumped into a hard muscular wall, looking up I stared into mesmerizing green eyes and brown tousled hair.

" I I'm sorry, I really wasn't looking where I was going" I stuttered my cheeks burning in embarrassment. "Its fine I wasn't looking either" he chuckled. "My names Nate".

"Brynn" I muttered in response. I noticed that he had a faint dimple when he spoke and sweat lightly covered his forehead, if he was in the gym with me I hadn't noticed.

"I saw you working out in there, I admire your stamina but you should probably take it easy overdoing it is bad for your health" he warned, concern etched on his features.

"Don't worry I just lost track of time" I half-lied, maybe I intended to work hard but in my defence time flew by rather quick. I waved a quick goodbye before heading back home wondering why he seemed concerned, did I really work that hard? And why did that thought please me?

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