Rainy Jackson POV:
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Well it's Wednesday and just as I promised Michael, I'm currently at the gym. Michael told me he hired a top trainer to teach me and that I don't have to worry about a thing.
As I walk into the gym I noticed that I am wearing the wrong thing, but luckily I brought a bag with me. After I walked to the desk, they told me to go change and then go to the back room to the left.
I walk into the bathroom and change into some black spandex leggings and a black tank top and my black Nike sneakers, then walked to the room.
When I got into the room, there was a man standing there punching a bag hanging from the ceiling.
"Um..." I clear my throat trying to get him attention.
"Sorry, but I'm supposed to- Parker!" I exclaimed as the guy turns letting me see his face.
"Rainy? What are you doing here?" Parker says as he looks at me confused like I've grown two heads.
"Well I could ask you the same" I reply as a fold my arms over my chest feeling a little self conscious now.
"I'm a trainer here, if u must know" he fires back at me as he started to punch the bag again.
"Well then I guess it's your lucky day cuz it just so happens that I am here to be trained." I reply swiftly.
Parker stops mutilating the bag for a few seconds with his back facing me and I take this time to look at him. He was wearing a black T-shirt that was tight enough for me to notice his impressive muscles though the shirt, and a pair of navy blue basket ball shorts paired with his black Nike shoes.
Anyone could tell he had been here for a while with the way the sweat was dripping down his forehead and back and how his hair was messy.
"Well why would a girl like you need self defense?" He questioned as he turned bring my attention back to the matter at hand.
"Um nun of your god damn business that's why" I stated a little pissed by his question.
"Ok..ok don't get your underwear in a twist" Parker laughed raising both of his hands in surrender.
"Oh shut up" I joked and laughed, shaking my head.
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"Ok...ok! I give up! I'm done for...I'll never walk again! Just leave me too die!" I exaggerate as I huff and puff, dying from lack of oxygen from pure exhaustion.
Its been over and hour and all he has had me do is run. There is no point to it! Throughout this whole hour he just keeps telling me, "Um..who's the teacher?...yeah that's what I thought" any time I questioned him. He's so freaking frustrating.
"Oh come on it's not that bad. I'm not even sweating" Parker grinned at my pain.
"You weren't even moving...!" I stress to him. "You lazy a*s cow" I mumble under my breath getting very frustrated.
"What was that?" Parker asked, daring me to continue my sentence.
I lift my head up shyly and giving him one of my award winning sh*t grins and reply with a sarcastic but sweet, "Oh nothing".
"That's what I thought" Parker says as he turns around to mess with the punching bag.
"You know what?!...I said that you are a good for nothing, lazy a*s cow, who's not even good at teaching a simple girl how to defend herself." I said as I stand making my appearance and frustration clear.
"You know what fine then!"
"Your not even helpin- what?" I ask making sure I heard him right.
"You heard me right. I will teach u something about fighting... but only if you tell me what it's for" Parker tried to bribe me with a wide grin on his face.
"Or I could just do this"
"Do wha-?" I cut Parker off by tackling him to the floor mat causing him to let out a groan.
"Ok that's enough for today" Parker groaned out.
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That next day, as I was walking though the hallways at school people kept staring at me. I mean I'm usually stared at just cuz I'm crazy but I just brush it off.
"Oh my cheese, Logan! I have missed you!" I say as I bump into him and attack him with a hug.
"Rainey, you saw me yesterday. Is everything ok? Oh no, are you hurt? Do you need help?" He rushed out his words as he looks at me checking if I was ok.
"Look, I know I'm clumsy but chill, ok?" I laugh. He's always worrying about me but I know it's just from the good in his heart wait...nah he just knows I get hurt a lot.
"Yeah I know but-what the f*ck is that Rainy?!" Logan almost says loud enough for the whole school to hear.
"What are you talking about?" I question him.
"That" Logan points at my cheekbone "who the hell did that to you?" he seethes.
And then it hit me. Kind of literally too. I suddenly knew what he was talking about. When I got beat up... I forgot to cover the bruises cuz they were going away but apparently this one didn't.
"This nothing just-"
"Don't f*cking tell me it's nothing Rainy, you can't be that clumsy!" Logan exclaimed trying to get something out of me but I can't do this.
With one last look at Logan I bolt down the hallway and out of the school doors. No one can know damn it.
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