Rebel Yell

3

    It had been a week since Amber's encounter with Richard. She didn't heed his warning; further sealing the "dumb blonde" stereotype. Montana and Amber had been closer than ever, the edgier blonde of the two even introduced her tall, shy friend to the other aerobic instructors and frequent members, such as: Chet, Xavier, Ray, and Trevor. 

    Amber hadn't seen the mystery man ever since that night in the locker room, but she could always feel his presence looming around every corner.

    As the new year approached, the group talked about their resolutions; everyone knew what they wanted to accomplish in the year to come but Amber knew that it was all bullshit. Montana, being indifferent as well to the goals, interrupted everyone else's babbling,

"Instead of celebrating like a bunch of posers, how about we all head north to a camp? I could use some extra hands while I work with gross kids"

    Having flashbacks to the week prior with Richard, Amber saw this as a potential nightmare, 

"I think I'll pass, thank you for the offer, though!"

    Trying to make light of the sticky situation, Trevor butted his head into the conversation while sitting on a plush couch in the front room of the gym,

"C'mon Amber, it'll be fun! Who knows, maybe you'll get lucky"

    Nudging her shoulder, the porn-stached man grinned mischievously at shy girl. Xavier, Chet, and Ray rolled their eyes at Trevor's futile gestures, but went on with their conversation.

"If you're not going to join us and our kickass roadtrip, then you can sit and spin!"

    Montana's outburst made Amber jump a bit, but managed to compose herself. Feeling hurt by the remark, the girl stormed out of the building and practically into the arms of her demise; in this case, Richard.

"Oh, hi"

His words melted into her mind, like caramel.