not so cliche

Chapter-2

I wake up and my hairs a mess i groan and go scrounging for a hairbrush to tame this beast.i get a brush through it but now it just doesn't want to do what I want it to do. so I do what any one would do I pull it up into a pony tail. I through my work out gear in my backpack grab money for lunch and rush to my truck, I refused to leave it behind it is my baby. but let's just say it's not exactly the norm in California everyone's got there convertibles and bugs. but I would fight for my Chevy.

I just take two classes the rest are virtual courses since the ones I need are not given in the United States. by lunch comes around I'm already bored as fuck thank god I don't have classes in the afternoon I leave for the record store a couple minutes before my shift starts. teddy waves at me as I grab a seat by the register. as soon as I can I change the music to a better station and wait for a costumer it's very quiet My entire shift. I only work a couple hours so I can go to the gym.

I drive back to the school, since they keep it open late for students who wanted to work out and it was cheaper then a gym member ship. I go into the change room and put on my sports bra and baggy shorts. shirts made me feel gross so I just wear my nike. Today I was working on my core, back, and arms I preferred to have some meat on my bones, unlike most of the girls here who are twigs with thigh gaps as big as my arm. not nights it was just me there but tonight I had company, even if I wasn't going to talk to them. Tyson MacDonald aka bad boy and all around top dog of the school, nobody fucked with this guy. well actually a lot of girls did fuck with this guy literally biggest man whore if I ever did see one. hopefully I'm still invisible an won't get bothered by this tool.

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TYSONS POV

I get off my bike and start heading to the school. I had to use the school gym after loosing my job cut of fucking cut backs. Thank god I'm going to be alone though. only the staff parking has cars in it. Freaking jenny, clingiest girl ever she should know the fucking drill by now, we fuck then you leave no cuddling Jesus Christ. had to tell her I had training that couldn't be missed well lessons learned. bye bye Jenny.after I change I head into the weight room. I stretch before I work the machines can't hurt myself before the fight. after I finish stretching I head to the bench press put on 210, jam my headphones in and start pumping.

I don't know how long after I started someone came in, I didn't notice. I only did when I took a break for water. she was doing chin ups, now that's something I'd never think id see. A girl, from Belleview high doing chin ups. that's when I noticed her tattoos there was one on the side of her rib cage a quote or something I couldn't make it out and then one on her lower neck a bird or dragon or something. I'd never seen this girl before she must be new and I wanted to know more. I start walking over to her as she sets her feet on the ground. when she turns around I get a huge shock. it's her I can't remember her name but I know her fave she was new last year stayed out of everyone's way. I was so full I shock I forgot I was staring at her. she gave me a ' what the fucks wrong with you' look and and brushed passed me our arms just touching. that snapped me out of my funk, maybe her look was right what the fuck was wrong with me she's just a girl. lets see if she can refuse me, hah like that's going to happen.

I go to where she's stretching, wonder why she did chin ups first ehh what ever.

"So what's your tattoo say?" I ask nonchalantly as if I don't care when I'm actually quiet curious. I don't think she hears me when I notice the head phones in her ears. fuck. need a way to get her attention. I decide to wait longer and go to the chest press. I watch her, not in a creepy way, stretch and damn this girl is flexible she goes all the way down into the splits then leans back and grabs her foot. I love flexible chicks they can do some crazy stuff in bed. after she stretches some more and my shorts get a little tighter and I have to look away she starts heading to the machines. she goes to the bench press I was at earlier and takes off a few weights and gets under it. here's my opportunity, I get up and go behind her. she takes out her head phones.

"What are you doing?" she asks with her eyes narrowed.

"Spotting. safety first!" I say with my signature slanted smirk. she just stares up at me and replies,

"Fine but if I die it's on you." then grabs the bar. she definitely took off some weight but still the most I've seen any girl do here about 110. after her first set she takes a break this is where I'll ask.

"Nice tattoo what's it say?" I ask coolly while putting my elbows on the bar.

She freezes for a second as if she forgot it was there.

"It umm, says 'marks humans leave are to often scares' it's from a book I read." she says, well damn that's deep. then I thought about the other one I saw.

"What about that one on your neck it's a dragon right?" the words come out of my mouth before I can stop them.

" A Phoenix actually." she says with confidence. she goes back to bench pressing. she does two more sets the says thanks and leaves the gym. well that was weird I finishe my work out and are about to leave when I see her phone she left it on the bench press. fuck, I can't just leave it. I grab it then head out to my bike. I get home and slump on the couch mamas out tonight so it's all to myself.

I grab her phone out of my bag. what I'm a snoop okay fuck you. I click the top buttonamd her background mAkes me laugh, it's a picture of a bunch of people on a bus doing weird faces I think one of the guy's were trying to twerk or something and her on another girls back. after that I open it hah no password. I decide to not go into her messages in an asshole no doubt but I think that's a little to personal. I go to her pictures instead, her most recent ones are just a few off the internet a lot about books and movies but some really funny ones, guess the quiet girl has a great sense of humour. after about fifteen I see one actually of her, she's with a band I think I've seen before. I think there called simple plan, there pretty good. it's not them I find interesting it's her outfit, she has on there concert T-shirt a bright green too too rainbow leggings and combat boots that look like they were in actual combat. the girl beside her had on a similar outfit. but she seemed to glow more.after a few more of what I assumed to be the concert I scroll few quiet a bit more funny pictures then more of her and a guy this time there in all camo with face masks and paintball guns holding medals one silver and one bronze.after I see that one I exit out of her camera roll and look at her albums I click the one that says HOME with a heart behind it. the first one I see it a house, this must be where she used to live. it looks like a cabin and a garage I see two trucks in the drive way. as I keep scrolling I see pictures that must be of her old town. there's a school and some more of what I'm assuming are her friends.when I leave that one I think I'm done with snooping so I close the pictures I take off my pants and shirt and head to bed.

I'm almost asleep when I hear her phone ring I know it's not mine because her ringtone is different.

"Hello?" I answer very in enthusiastically.

"Who I this?why do you have my phone? and when can I get it back?" she asks in a very persistent tone. well then some one is cranky.