PERSONAL TRAINER
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"i can stretch you out without you doing warm-ups babe."
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"ughhhh!"
y/n struggled as she sat her bag in the back seat of her car.
this had been the second time she was late to a gym session with her new personal trainer.
the trainer, who is named megan, was blowing up
y/n's phone like crazy, her time was very valuable.y/n is a college student and was rushing from class to the gym all the way off of campus.
she tried her best to push the breaks so she could wash these cars out, but according to all the police that surrounded the campus, that wasn't very possible.
she mumbled,
"please don't let her leave,"
"don't make her pay me extra,"
and more additional begs she spoke out into the universe.
the big parking lot finally became visible, making y/n calm down a bit, but was still worried about what megan had did because she stopped calling.
since it was still pretty early, it didn't take a minute for her to find a parking space.
grabbing her bag, she literally sprinted to the door and walked in.
the nice caucasian receptionist gave y/n a sweet smile as she tracked her eyes to the woman that was standing in front of her.
"would you like to go to the communal fitness center or do you have a reservation?"
"reservation for y/n." y/n impatiently tapped the counter that was placed in front of her.
the receptionist typed away on her computer whilst she made a clicking noise with her mouth while she waited for the computer to load.
"yes, um...you're 20 minutes late."
"i know ma'am, but i don't have time to be a minute longer."
"down that hall, pass the bathrooms and to the left."
"thank you," y/n spat before she followed the directions the sweet lady gave to her as she slung the gym bag over her shoulder.
entering the private room, she analyzed it a little and seen a lot of fitness equipment.
the room was dead silent but she heard feet jump up and down off of the wooded floor.
she looked straight forward seeing the woman she called her trainer jump roping.
y/n fought the urge to bite her lip but failed as she looked how effortlessly megan's butt bounced with every single move she made.
y/n nervously tucked her lips in as she soon realized why she's here.
"sorry i'm late! i had class."
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