Love's a Game, Wanna Play? (Jonathan Toews)

Chapter 1

I park my car and get out of it to go to my job. I walk through the doors.

"Good Morning Leah!" Jessica the front desk lady says.

"Good morning! How many clients do I have today?" I asks her.

"Um, it looks like just two and a new one at 2," Jessica replies.

"Thanks!" I say as I start to walk away.

I walk into my office and check my calendar. I read that I have Amanda Linear at 10:30 am, Jack Green at 12:15 and my new client, Jonathan Toews at 2 pm.

I look my notebook for what I need to do for Amanda. Last time her weight in she was 160 pounds. I continue to read and it tells me different excises to do with her.

After some paper work it was 10:25. I walk out of my office to see Amanda walking in the door. We made eye contact and I smile at her. After a minute or so she walks up to me.

"Hi Amanda!" I say.

"Hey Leah!" She replies.

We talk a little about what she ate this week and how much she worked out. We did a few circuits of workouts then her hour and half was over.

We wish each other a goodbye.

For the 15 minutes I have, I review Jack's section in my notebook. He doesn't make much progress.

After an hour in a half with him we were done. That made me happy.

I have about half and hour to eat my lunch. Jessica and I decided to eat lunch in my office. We talk about a the gym and improvements.

"Would you want to come to one of my friends parties tonight?" She asks.

"I don't know, I really don't do those things," I reply.

"Oh come on! You are 23! You need to have a little fun once in a while!" She insists I come.

I give in.

"Okay I guess I will," I say.

"Yes! I'll pick you up at ten tonight!" She say with excitement in her voice.

We return to our jobs. I wait around for a little while. After a while a tall brown haired boy walk up to me.

"Are you Leah Stewart?" He asks me.

"Yes and you must be Jonathan, correct?"

"Haha correct," he chucks.

What is so funny? I am doing my job. He was attractive, very attractive but rude. I have to go through the the papers and ask Jonathan certain questions.

"So why do you want a trainer?" I ask.

"Uhh, my coach wanted me too," he replies. Great answer Jonathan.

"Do you want to lose wait or gain muscle?" I ask another question.

"Um gain muscle I guess." He says. It seems like he doesn't have a clue.

"Okay I see," I say. I am not getting much out of him. "Okay, do you really want to be here right now with me?" I ask with a stern look on my face.

"In all honestly no, but I need to, so I am not walking out those to doors."

"Well if you give me your effort, I'll give you my time." I say.

"Deal," he laughs, "also my coach wants me to work on my balance,"

"We will work on that. Would you rather do ballet or yoga?" I say and smile at him.

"Uhh, neither," He says with a funny look on his face.

"Well then you don't want to get better," I say.

"Fine, which is better?" He says with a pouty look on his face.

"Well ballet you would have to take down the street or I teach a yoga class here."

"I guess yoga," He says.

"Okay, I take it you would rather have private sessions?" I ask.

"Yeah, probably," He says.

We end up talking about what his coach wants him to do for the rest of the time.

"So I will see you tomorrow from nine to ten for yoga?" I ask him.

"Yeah, see you there," He says.

We walk out of my office and I lead him to the doors.

"Goodbye Jonathan," I say.

"Bye Leah," he tells me as he walks out of the doors.