Chapter 62

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I wake up to Tyson throwing my dozen pairs of boxing gloves at me.

I groan.

"What do you want Tyson and why are you waking me at the ass crack of dawn?" I whisper yell not to wake Billie up.

"You run the course at 9. And you haven't been as sharp with fighting lately. You're rusty," he says.

"I don't have any bags or pads for training," I say, walking into the bathroom.

"I got pads. Change and wrap your hands," he says.

~

"I missed this," Tyson says.

I nod, taking the gloves off and walking over to the island and drinking my water. I check the time and see that it's 6 in the morning.

"So do I. But I got to shower and then I'm heading to Jessie's gym to just go over some drills. I really want to raise more money for this charity I'm running for," I say.

He nods.

"Hey how did you even get in?" I ask, my mouth full of toothpaste.

"Lauren gave me a copy," he says.

I sigh.

"Alright get out. I got some things to do," I laugh. He laughs too. I lead him out and lock the door behind him. I quickly shower and change into a black shirt and sweatpants.

I go into the kitchen and start making 2 batches of pancakes: one dairy and one vegan and gluten free.

I put 2 pans on the stove and turn them on and put oil on both. I make the pancakes as I read a few articles on me.

Most of the articles are bullshit, saying i wear fake clothes and that i manipulate people for money. No one actually believes the articles though.

"What's that smell?" I hear from behind me.

I turn around and see a half asleep Billie taking a seat at the island.

"I'm making breakfast. Now, coffee, tea or juice?" I ask.

"Juice," she says in a singing voice.

I smile and pour her juice in a glass and give it to her. I place her vegan and gluten free pancakes on her plate and I put my pancakes on my plate. I sit beside her, sipping on my iced coffee.

"When are you starting to write the album with Conan?" Billie asks as she takes a bite of her food.

"Sometime this week," I say. "I have no idea what his story and idea is for the album though and i'm anxious to find out."

"What about you? Anything new?" Billie asks.

I nod. "Starting to film the music video for No Name today with Hannah."

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I check the time and see that it's 7:49.

"Alright. Thats a wrap for today. I got to go raise some money for charity," I say.

I run away from the lot where we're shooting the music video in to my car and quickly drive home.

I don't run the course until 9 but I still want to see all the other runs.

I put on black jogger shorts with compression shorts under that go to my knees. I put on a muscle shirt that The Trevor Project-the charity I'm running for-and I designed together. It's an orange muscle shirt with the "The Trevor Project" in bold letters on the front with a little pride flag on the front and my last name on the back in bold.

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