Chapter one

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Chapter 1

Every three days a week, for the rest the year I have to go to this stupid gym, and have a trainer "help" me with my fitness. Okay I might not be sporty, but you have to know that I don't really care about that. It will get you know where in life. I'm more of the alternative person.

So of course because of that I have nothing to wear. I usually wear baggy jeans and chucks every where. I never ever needed any type of shorts. Unless of course I have work, then I have to wear stupid skirts and whatever.

Look at me, I'm a 23 year girl, with a pixie cut, who doesn't own shorts, mind that sneakers, I live by myself, and I'm a virgin. That's right. That helps non of my cause of being normal.

When I head out of my apartment I grab my keys and my wallet. I have to say I'm all alternative and for nature, but my car is not.

It's a white Escalade, I got it when I turned sixteen. Of course a girl can't refuse her fathers gifts, especially when your dad owns about fifty Best Buys. Of course I tried to return it, and get a different car but my father said if I did he would never forgive me. So here I am same car, same me, going to target to get short for a work out with my new trainer even tho I didn't want to go. My mom signed me up for a trainer three days every week for forever...

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So I get to target and I realize I don't even have sneaker. I walk in and look at my watch 9:32 I have to be there at 10 so I only need to take 10 minutes, hopefully.

I garb a cart, and I start off going to the clothing, there are so many different shirts you wear, and different shorts for different fitness. but after a few minutes I end up going with a neon yellow tight tank top shit, with black short that have neon yellow down the side.

Next I head off to shoes, again so many different types but I find some plain black ones with a Nike check. it's titled "free run 5.0" what ever that means. Next I head over to get some water. When I open the refrigerator, I feel some one trying to reach in the fringe.

"Can you please wait?" I ask

"Can you be any slower, I'm going to be late because of you!" he screams at me.

"I'm sorry." I say grabbing the last water.

"Better be." he replies.

I start to walk away when he starts yelling again.

"LADY! YOU TOOK THE LAST WATER!"

"Well my plan was to get water soo. I think I did a good job." I say Turing back around.

"GIVE ME THE WATER!" he says to me

"What gives you the right to take my water?" I look down at his bright red sneakers.

"Because I need it more."

"That has nothing to do with any of this, and it was fair I was there first I got it!" I yell

"What's going on here guys?" The store manger asks.

"He's just trying to take the last water from me, even tho I got it first, but he needs it more, he says." I say staring at the dick that wants my water.

"Sir if that's true, I have to escort you out, and your not allowed to come here again." the manager says

"Thank you." I mutter to myself

"IM LATE ANYWAYS!" he says marching out the door.

Once I check out it's 9:57. IM LATE!

Good thing the gym is only two minutes from here.

I get in the car and drive off. when I get there it's 10 already I'm late!

I run inside, and check in, I'm not late perfectly on time.

The lady behind the counter say "Theo will be with you he's running a little late this morning."

I thank her and wait. When a tall man, with brown hair and red sneakers. I know who he is, the guy from target. why is he at this gyms out of all gyms.

"Where's Shailene?" he asks looking up.

I raise my hand, trying to pull off a smile.

"Oh shit." he says under his breath.

Oh shit is right.

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