I wake up and groan I must of fallen asleep in my dress last night, I get up and walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror "wow I look like crap" I say my makeups smudged and my hairs all over the place, I decide to take a shower so I lock the door and peel off my dress and hop in and let the warm water rush down my body flattening my hair, I finish up and hop out wrapping a towel around my body I walk into the bedroom and into the walk in wardrobe I pick out leggings and a singlet and jacket, I get dressed and leave my hair to dry naturally, I grab my phone and head downstairs, I walk into the kitchen and grab myself a bottle of water. Because it's early I decide to head to the beach and go for a run, I quietly open the door and head to the beach I'm glad Luke showed me the beach I love it, I start to get flashbacks about my mum again and about dancing, that hasn't happened in years, I stick the water bottle in the sand and just start dancing, I groan in frustration knowing I'm nowhere near what I use to be, I'm so unfit it's not funny, I grab my stuff and storm back to the house angry that I let myself get to this stage, I gave up dancing because of grief now all I want is to be able to dance like I use to. I get back to the house and set my things on the counter and head upstairs, the boys must still be asleep, I change out of the sport gear and change into jeans and nirvana jumper. I walk back downstairs and grab the laptop and sit on the sofa, I google 'fitness' and heaps of websites pop up "what you looking at" Ashton says as he pops down on the sofa next to me "nothing" I sigh as I close the lid on the laptop and walk away "fitness" Ashton says I mentally face palm for not closing the browser "urm yeah" I say "are you trying to get fit" he says " I was I'm too confused about it all and the gyms cost too much money" I say making myself a coffee "why do you want to get fit for" he says joining me in the kitchen "I use to dance before my mum passed away and I kinda wanted to start it up again but I'm not as fit as I use to be and my technique is way off" I say sitting back on the sofa "get fit then" he shrugs "didn't you just hear me, gyms cost money that I don't have" I say "you don't need money" he says "what are you on about" I say "I'll train you" he says smiling.
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The new Hemmings
FanfictionMarley Scarlett has been through what no one should go through her mother died of cancer when she was 10 years old something changed in Marley when her mum died, she became quite closed off. Now tragedy has struck again for Marley her dad has been k...