The real side of me

Chapter 5

Okay. I was on my way back to my apartment to grab some gym clothes, and i had a brainstorm. What is i did something to Tiffany for not liking my gift? Good idea Becky! Go me! Well i grabbed some gym shorts and a sports bra that showed off a lot but i looked totes adorbs. Then i redid all of my makeup, because i mean i had to look fabulous. Well i arrived at the gym and went up to the big muscular guy at the front desk. 

"um hi im Becky"

"hello. what are you here for?"

"umm i want a gym membership. duh"

"oh. well gym memberships costs 20$ a month here. and you need to sign papers not to sue and all kinds of different things."

"yeah yeah i know. just give me the words and lets get a move on."

why are the fat ones always the stupidest?

"thank you ma'm"

"dont call me ma'm"

"dont tell me what to call you. okay i need to put your info into the computer and send to contracts places, so you can come back tomorrow around 3 PM and start training."

"uh i wanna start now"

"you cant"

"well i want to"

"please go"

"no"

"LEAVE!"

"okay sorry! god! why is everyone so rude!?" i was waking to the door, and i wasnt going to take no for an answer. i started running to the enterance to the gym as fast as my chicken legs could take me.

"security!' these two big men came and grabbed me by the arms, picked me up, and threw me out of the gym.

"and you can forget about the gym membership!" i heard the fat man say. now i was angry. so angry, that i sat on the sidewalk and cried. ugh. i wish i wasnt mean to tiffany. i could be at her house right now listening to white girl songs with her and drinking starbucks, but no! she had to beugly little personality tiffany, and be rude.