My Precious Euphoria

7.

I'm soo sorry for the delay. I was wanting this chapter to be good so I edited it a couple times but I'm finally satisfied. I should have more time after tomorrow to post. But enjoy the chapter :)

The song for this chapter is, "Jealous" by Nick Jonas

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Emilio

She's my partner. For five months.

I couldn't stop the smirk from climbing my face. The feeling that I felt when the teacher said those words made me smile like a little kid. I couldn't wait to see what projects we would be doing outside of school. The thought made me giddy. Kia was definitely beautiful but I couldn't wait to explore her other beauties if you know what I mean. First day and I already found my target. She was shy yet it made me want to know her more. I couldn't stop thinking about our first encounter when I was in Calculus.

Fuck math problems, the only problem I wanted to solve was her body next to mine. I definitely knew how to solve that one question. Damn it. It's the first day and I already wanted her. I usually pick girls out that I want to get it on with and Kia was definitely one of them. I could tell she was far from my type of girls that I was intimate with but I could care less. Something inside me drove me near her. My thoughts became a train wreck once she bumped into me. I knew that this was only the beginning to our greeting. I just felt it. And damn if it didn't feel good.

Class went on but the smile never left my face. Soon the bell rang and I headed out the door with Justice trailing behind me.

"Work out time!" Justice says putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Yea. Nothing like a hard work out and a football practice right after huh?" I say as we walk down the hallway, girls were still giving me the lustful eyes as they did this morning but I couldn't bring myself to wink or smile back the same way.

I don't know why but I wasn't interested in their gazes. If anything it made me want to spark another conversation with Justice just to get my eyes on him than look at them for another second. If anything I'd rather look at the brown eyes that say beside me only moments ago.

We continue to walk until we are outside and  in the field house next to the football field.

The large workout room was much bigger than the one in Italy. I still loved ours but this one was amazing. The tall ceiling and large long mirror with benches lined up in front of them. The benches were blue with bars and weights. The carpeting was blue as well. The walls were a fresh white with a picture of our mascot on the wall.

"It's nice huh?" Justice says next to me. I nodded in response still in awe at the workout room.

I love working out. It was my escape. The need to escape from my parents was constant. So the only place I knew I could go and I would be fine was the gym. I worked out for hours. I would be so mad that I would lose track some times and be there until morning. My squat max was 450. Now it's 650.

I kept pushing myself. Even though I knew the risk that could occur if I didn't have a spotter, but my anger masked my health. I kept benching and squatting everyday pushing myself to my limits. Now I feel fearless. I feel like Superman. A man of steel.

I never feared anyone. Not even my dad who was my height. Not nearly my size though. Even the guys who tackled me in football games who were almost 300 pounds never scared me. I call myself fearless. There's nothing that could scare me. Not even a damn scary movie considering I watch them a lot and manage to laugh at the "killer chasing victim" parts.