*Teagan*
The smell of pancakes made me open my eyes. Was that all a dream? Was I back in my room at my grandparents' and my grandma was making pancakes like she always did in the mornings? I heaved myself out of the bed to look around. A sigh escaped when I realized that this wasn't my room or anywhere close to it.
Then who the hell was cooking pancakes? When I looked at myself in the full length mirror on the wall I almost had a heart attack. My hair was now beyond tangled and my once normal makeup was smeared under my eyes. Looks like I'm going to have to pull out the acne wash again.
We'd played video games until the guys went to bed, whereas Zander and I stayed up until about four a.m.
Grabbing a plain purple T-shirt and jeans from my suitcase and my brush from the dresser, I stumble across the hallway to the bathroom and begin scrubbing away the smudged mascara and brush my teeth while pulling on my shirt. I personally don't recommend trying that unless you want toothpaste all over the front of your clothes.
Now that my clothes were on and I was trying to wipe off the toothpaste, I jog down the hall to the kitchen. Just kidding, I don't run unless I have to. The aroma of pancakes became stronger along with two voices as I neared the room. Standing by the stove was Zander and a girl with light blue hair whom I assumed was Clarissa. They were bickering over something and Zander was waving around a spatula while trying to flip the pancakes at the same time.
When I entered they both turned towards me. "Oh, hi, Teagan! I was just telling Clarissa here that she should ask Kevin out tonight!" She happily says as Clarissa softly hits her arm and blushes. "Hi," she quietly says, waving at me. I smile and wave back, going to get a plate for one of the finished pancakes.
Aleks barges in when I'm halfway done with my breakfast and clears his throat, "you're supposed to meet James and Sly in the gym for training as soon as possible." I finish chewing and raise my eyebrows, "why?" He shrugs and says, "Jordan wants you to be able to defend yourself if you ever run into the AKs alone."
Again, what made me so special that a gang was looking for me. I was just a nerdy twenty-one year old with no friends and a mom that was in a mental hospital. I'd explain why, but that's something I would rather not talk about with everything else going on.
He glances at me and quickly looks back down before getting his own plate and saying, "the gym's to the left of the living room." I suddenly remember what happened last night when his face was inches away from mine and I stand up to put my dish in the sink so nobody saw me blush.
As I walk past the girls to go to the gym, Zander stops me and says with a smirk, "if James gives you a hard time tell him that I can still kick his ass at boxing any day."
I grin and begin the walk to what would be the worst three hours of my life.
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I grunt as I throw another punch at the dummy. "C'mon! I know you can do better than that! There ya go, now hit it with an uppercut."
I'd been punching the dummy for at least an hour. Eddie instantly started teaching me different punches, how much damage they caused, and how to dodge them. Of course jeans weren't acceptable in the gym so he made me change into something I could easily move in, I chose to wear black workout shorts that I normally wore for the complete opposite of exercising and a green tank top.
"Alright, let's see how you do when fighting a real person. James, grab the boxing gloves and mouth guards." My eyes widen, "you mean I'm going to fight him?" Eddie shakes his head.
"Nah, you'll be practicing your punches on him but he won't fight back. At least not today, I don't think you're ready for that just yet."
James walks over carrying two sets of boxing gloves and two rubber mouth guards and tosses me one of each. After trying to place the guard in my mouth, James speaks up.
"You have to bite down on it. It's a bit uncomfortable but you'll get used to it." He bites down on his own mouth guard and pulls on the gloves as I pull on mine.
"Okay, on my go you start throwing punches. Got it, Teagan?" I nod and watch Eddie from the corner of my eye.
"You both ready?" We nod and face each other. A bell rings and I instantly hit James' side with a left hook and quickly punch his right arm before he can block me. I'm breathing quite heavily as I never did any physical activity at home other than occasionally getting up to get a bag of chips or cereal.
By the time we were done, I was bent over and breathing heavily while taking sips of water. Aleks had walked in about halfway into my boxing session with James so Sly could eat breakfast and observed us from a few feet away.
"Man, you got a damn good punch for as short as you are." James groans, clutching his side where I hit him.
I sheepishly grin, "Sorry about that."
He shakes his head, "don't be. That means that you're already two steps ahead of your training so we'll move on to more intense stuff tomorrow."
"You mean I have to do this again?" I breathe out, looking at the two guys. Aleks nods and crosses his arms.
James groans and looks at Aleks' legs that were exposed because of the basketball shorts he was wearing. "Aleks, your failure of a mustache and those chicken legs don't go together at all."
I look at him and stifle a laugh when he holds out his leg and poses.
"What do you mean? These are runner's legs right here." He says as he runs his hand up his extended leg. James rolls his eyes, "yeah you have fun with those chicken legs of yours."
"You know what, I think I will, thank you very much." Aleks sasses back, strutting out of the room with a hand on his hip.
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A.N
Hello old friends! Apologies for not updating last week. I wrote this in the condo I'm staying at and the wifi cut out for a while which postponed this update. But thank you for 1k reads!!!! You guys are the best :)
P.S.
When laying on the beach remember to flip over after thirty minutes so you don't end up looking like a strawberry and vanilla ice cream sundae like I do at the moment.
Have a fantastic day!!!
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