My Nerd Project

Chapter 13: I Work Out

"Let's go Alan, stop slacking off!" I pushed myself back up with shaking arms. He wasn't going to go easy on me, was he?

"It's my first day here." I argued knowing he didn't care. It was a good reason for me to take a second to catch my breath. See, being smart had its perks.

"Ten more push-ups, let's go!" His blue eyes were a shade of annoyance. Shouldn't I be the one annoyed? Regardless, I fell back with a groan. I had to do everything Jesse was doing. Did I mention he's a jock, and I wasn't? 

"You will come to the gym four times a week on weekdays not including the day you have dual enrollment." Kevin commanded; I couldn't tell if he was grinning as I was too tired to look up at his face. I immediately shook my head at his words. I kept my eyes fixated on the mats on the floor.

"Look, maybe we should just forget this whole thing. I mean-I'm obviously not jock material. The girl I lo-like!" I corrected myself considering there were still people with hearing range I barely knew and trusted, "Won't even give me the time of day."

"And you will be here for an hour and fifteen minutes." Kevin continued as if I didn't say a thing. I looked up to see if he had earphones on, but he didn't.

"Um.. Kevin, I just said that I think it would be best if w-we just forget this." The look he gave me scared me; he looked like he knew something I didn't.

"I don't think so Ally-poo." Jesse laughed at this. It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on here. Blackmail.

"I thought you guys were my friends?" I muttered as I put my hands to cover my face. No!! I don't want to be here. I felt like pouting and throwing a tantrum, but thought they had enough on me.

"What else are best friends for?" I scowled at Kevin's words. "Now do those push-ups!"

I groaned as I knew I had no way out of this. I was not going to risk Blaine seeing that video. Jesse spoke up again, letting his presence known.

"You see this Alan, it's called a six pack, say it with me, six..pack.." I narrowed my eyes at him. I actually started working on those push things again, what were they called again? Push downs or what is pull ups? Nevertheless, I needed to get away from all these self-centered people. I swear I saw one of the other guys kissing his muscles on his arm, biceps I believe they were called? It didn't change the fact that it made me shudder. Jesse took off his earphones and let a song play loud enough for us three to hear. Kevin identified it immediately and smirked. I paid attention to the lyrics for a while and a disgruntled look must have appeared on my face because I was definitely repulsed. "Girl, look at that body?" What kind of ego maniac brags that much?

"You'll get used to this Alan; this is Jesse's favorite song."  Kevin's words entered my mind bringing clarifications to my question. Of course he does!

 "What's the name of this song again?"

"'I'm Sexy and I Know It' by LMFAO."

"Of course it is. " I muttered while Jesse shrugged as if he can care less.

"Lots of work goes into getting those muscles, why shouldn't we show them off?" I huffed. Is appearance that important to everyone?

"Well not because you could be working out for protection or to keep yourself healthy and active!" Jesse rolled his eyes at my sarcasm.

"You're right, what was I thinking? You're not here to gain muscle for others benefits, of course not." I shut up at that. He was right, and I didn't want to be a hypocrite. I lifted myself up ten more times. It was as if the only sound came from my deep breaths, and when I finally reached my goal, I sank back to the floor.

"Now you see why showing muscles is a good thing. Work goes into it." I didn't want to admit it, but he had a point. "It's not like it's as simple as playing hop-scotch all day." His voice sounded teasing, and all of a sudden, Kevin was laughing. I went to lie on my back as I looked at them not wanting to know whatever is what that they knew until a question popped up in my mind.

"Kevin, you said weekdays? What about the weekends, am I actually free then?" Kevin shrugged as my hopes went up.

"It depends on what you mean by free." I could relax all day in bed reading that phone manual that I shamefully took out of the garbage the second I got back, doing puzzles.. "The weekends are for going out."

And that's supposed to be my freedom?