Ride Or Die

I Dare You

Ride Or Die~ I Dare You

"You're late," his voice expressing his irritation but his eyes traveled my bare stomach and the rest of my body bringing a smirk to his face,

"Hot," he said simply. I returned his smirk but it soon fell when he pointed to the track still showing a smile, "Run."

"Run?" I questioned.

"Yes, you're late. Now run."

"No."

"Fine. Let them kill you." He rolled his eyes and began making his way out of the gym with his hands shoved in his pockets casually.

"Stop." I rolled my eyes and began the long journey around the tack, he didn't stop me until the 8th time around. "How many miles was that?" I asked out of breath, bending over.

"Only 2," He sounded amused to see me in this state.

"ONLY 2?! That's the most running I've done in my entire life."

"That's pathetic."

"You're pathetic."

"Push ups. 50, go."

"What? Why?!"

"Because I said so."

"You just like seeing me work my ass off." I spat at him. He replied with a simple nod, that dumb smirk never failing to appear.

"48, 49, 50." I finished out of breath, reaching for my water bottle. Am I really this out of shape?

"50 crunches."

"100 Jumping jacks."

By the time I heard "Jump rope for five minutes straight" I was pissed.

"Are we just going to do pointless shit all day or are you actually gonna teach me something?!"

"Good, you're mad. Now hit me."

"My pleasure," I smiled and swung but he quickly ducked under and around my arm getting in a ready stance moving constantly to keep loose.

"Hit me." I swung again. Missed. Again. Miss. Again. Miss. "Come on, Paisley, focus."

"I've been focused!" I collapsed in defeat, but I wasn't down for long cause he reached down and pulled my sweaty body from the ground.

"Again," He commanded.

This time I was fully focused and swung twice in a row, the second one finally colliding with his face. He nodded and pushed on,

"Harder, you hit like a girl."

"I am a girl," I swung and hit him again only harder.

This process went on for hours until finally it was a real fight. I jumped up pushing my left heel deep into his chest sending the both of us flying backwards, he fell on his back and I landed on my feet. It didn't take him long to regain posture. He took a swing that I successfully dodged only to come back with one twice as hard. I knew he wasn't going all out, that if he wanted to, he could take me out in a matter of seconds, but it felt good to at least think I was winning.

...............

"You're not gonna make me do any crazy warm ups are you?" I asked Beau, obviously still in recovery mode from mine and Jason's fight. Even though I claimed to have won, Jason was completely unharmed. He could have won if he wanted to, I knew that.

"No?" Beau answered in a funny tone. I smiled, "Okay, what first?"
Beau and I spent hours trying to sneak up on someone, open and shut things quietly, walk and breath soundlessly.