10 Days//A.I. (Book 4)

*Day 3*

Dedicated to my beautiful best friend who's in the hospital from a car crash. I know it's not that serious but feel better and be safe babe💕❤️love you fren

Kinsley's POV

As soon as we woke up we ate packaged apples from the cafeteria and each had a piece of bread with butter.

We slept in a lot, and woke up at 1 in the afternoon.

For lunch we ate peanut butter and jelly from the package.

We made plans and talked until 4 pm.

Ashton and Brandon fell asleep while we were in an awkward silence.

So I decided to take a risk and go to the school's gymnasium to work out, cause I needed it.

I get only one water bottle, cause that's all I need since I can refill it at the water fountain. then I grab Ashton's switchblade and make my way out from the basement.

I successfully make it to the gym by walking around carefully and quietly.

I lift weights repeatedly, then I run for an hour on the treadmill, and then I do a bunch of push ups and sit ups. I do some yoga before I'm all tired out.

I've drank 4 bottles of water at this point, so I really have to pee.

I make my way to the bathroom in the gym and do my business, tightening my ponytail, and then smiling because I can feel abs starting to form on my stomach.

I've waited for this for so long.

My arms and legs have always been toned, but I've always had trouble with my stomach and back.

I get a quick shower, and I just sit on the bleachers and enjoy the peace and quiet for a while.

I do some more push ups, and then stretch so my muscles aren't tense.

My hair's almost dry at this point.

I sit for a while longer until it's fully dry, I put some deodorant and perfume on, while brushing through my hair and pulling it up into a really high pony.

I make my way to the cafeteria and take a granola bar, eating it happily.

I should probably get back downstairs though, before Ashton gets worried sick and comes after me. He'd probably end up getting himself killed.

Someone walks into the cafeteria as I'm about to leave.

I quickly duck behind the counter in the kitchen, trying to slow my breathing.

I manage to control it, and I can see a girl's legs come into view.

They're a light chestnut color, and they're perfectly toned.

Whoever this is, they're an athlete.

The girl must've heard or seen me, because she ducks her head under the table and meets my eyes.

She's got beautiful, sparking brown eyes, long eyelashes, her eyebrows are perfectly arched, and her mouth is a perfect shape, and she's got medium sized lips. her nose is small and cute. Her skin is perfect, and there's no sign of acne or anything of that sort.