Hiya everyone- Ashley here and here is the second chapter of The Trainer of Love
I have been busy, as you know with- the Boss- I guess people really don't like it because nobody has reviewed really for the last author note, but then again who like thoughs?
Um, tonight I am posting the second chapter of Losing Faith, well technically the real first chapter...um also very important!
I will not be updating the boss until December 22nd- I am sick, and in constant pain, and I usually only on the computer for about ten minutes, sorry...um yeah if you care why I am sick I will tell you but other than that I am not going to be posting it everywhere... it's not fun.
Um, disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series- Stephenie Meyer does! Ha, ha!
Chapter One:
Chapter One: Birthdays and Mondays
I sat in my chair, not doing anything, just thinking and sitting, just waiting. He was thirty minutes late. Some birthday date.
Yes, today was my twentieth birthday. I was twenty but I felt as if I was thirty. Wasn't I supposed to feel great? But instead I felt like I was just some, dumb old maid.
And I hated it. Where was that jerk anyway? I mean where was my beloved anyway?
I think I love him, but I am not sure how you feel when you are in love, I am not sure, but right now he was one of the best things in my life, and I really wanted it to stay that way.
I felt sometimes, as if I was just there, almost as if I was a toy. Sometimes I was positive he was cheating and other times, I felt as if I had the most loyal man in history by my side.
But, I was here, in the most expansive restaurant in the city, waiting for Mike Newton.
I wondered sometimes how we ended up together, I wanted nothing to do with him in high school but then in my senior year I finally said yes.
"Hey, babe," a voice behind me called, and I scowled.
I turned around and hid my scowl, and put on a fake smile, why was he so late, and why did he call me babe?
"Hello, Mike- where were you- I was worried," I said standing up, so that his muscular arms could embrace me.
"I was planning something a surprise for you," he said grinning.
"Mike," I grimaced, sitting down again, as he sat across and picked up the menu. " You know I hate surprises, what is it?"
"Now if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise." He chuckled and proceeded to apply his attention to the menu.
Mike was in shape and beautiful, blond hair, tan skin, muscular body- I have never seen any one so perfect.
I was not fat, but not skinny either, I had pale skin and brown hair, and I was short and annoying. I was lucky he even wanted me. I do not know why he wanted me, but I am lucky, he was a Greek god.
It seemed that usually men were always with the supper hot, in shape, skinny women who had long, tan, shapely legs, and breasts so big they looked fake- most likely they are- and like they were about to pop. Is that disgusting? I think so.
But what did It matter what I thought?
I hated myself, and every time I tried to diet I gained more, or something...give up. But men should like you the way you are, right?
"No!" Mike yelled.
What? Did I say that aloud? "What, Mike?"
He smiled, and I looked up at the vain that was bursting through his skin- not so handsome- relaxing back into his head, it had been popping out. His clear, sky blue eyes looked at me, and warmed up slightly. "Sorry, babe. I was disappointed they didn't have what I wanted."
I stared at him as if I was an idiot, and truth be told I am. "Oh, okay."
The rest of dinner was normal, and slightly annoying and tense. I at one point had to excuse myself to the bathroom and almost burst out crying. "I hate Mondays!" I sobbed.
I had gotten my period on Monday, on my birthday. I really hated life.
I dug through my black purse and found out that I had no tampons.
"No, urgh...this could not be happening." I put my money into the tampon dispenser and almost cried when I looked at the size- super long plus.
"I hate life!" I screamed, and had a breakdown in the bathroom. I stayed in there for about three minutes until a little girl, no woman entered.
She was short most likely 4'9'' and 95 pounds, with short, jet-black hair that was spiked in all different directions. She had pale, almost white skin it was so pale. Her eyes were blue and soft, just looking deep and thoughtful.
She wore pink short shorts, and a white button up shirt that was unbuttoned for all of about six buttons. She had black- thigh length boots on. You could see her abs, leg muscles, and arm muscles.
She looked over, at me, most likely startled, from the shock on my face and bent down to look at me. "Are you okay?" Her voice was sweet and child like.
I stared at her blankly for a minute and then she added, " What happened?"
I smiled, and wiped my face and the looked back at her. " I got my period but I only have a super plus tampon.
"Oh, that is a problem- but hey, I think I have a normal one- want it?"
"Yes, Please!" I almost I attacked her I was so pleased.
After the whole ordeal was done, and I had thanked her, I asked a really embarrassing question. " Um, Alice how do you stay in shape?"
She laughed, " My brother is trainer- he helped me. Hey here is his number and the gym he works out," she dug through her pink purse that matched her underwear- I mean shorts.
She handed me a number, and a card. "Thanks, Alice- it means a lot."
She smiled again and said, " Women- us- need to teach men who the boss is!"
I started to laugh when someone banged, " Bella! Are you okay?"
I stepped out, " yeah Mike, just met my old friend Alice- um."
"Cullen." Mike stated.
"Hale, actually- asshole." This was the nice sweet girl who was now the one who cursed.
"What?!" I stared at both of them as a tall blond haired, good-looking man approached and wrapped his arms around Alice, and through his teeth muttered, " Newton."
Alice dug her face in the man's chest and said, " It's fine don't leave Casper to long alone with Clara."
He nodded but looked at Mike with death glares, "Jasper- the kids! Now!"
"Sorry, Alice. I love you." He turned and walked away. Alice nodded her head at me, but then walked away.
"Mike what is that all about?" I asked him, wrapping my chubby, fat arms around him.
"Nothing- the Cullens, and Hales, just hate me because I am better than there dumb precious Edward."
"Why?" I was curious as he led me back to the table.
"Oh no reason."
Sorry so short but hey it is an update right? Can we get fifteen reviews…and I 'll have the next chapter by Wednesday…promise!
Um…a few things. ….
December 22ndThe Boss will be updated
December 8th if I get fifteen reviews or more The Trainer of Love shall be updated
December 23rd Ho, ho, ho shall be posted- five chapters all that week
December 13thLosing Faith will be updated
February 20thSeeing You revised and reedited will reappear
December 15th my new story Holding on tightly will appear maybe even sooner!
Holding on tightly: Isabella a newborn found on the streets of Italy. When Aro finds her and brings her home, he calls Carlisle to raise her until Isabella is fifteen when she shall return to Italy. But one problem Edward, her big brother is falling in love with her. AU: Rated T. No flames!
So what you think? Not yet posted working on prologue and first chapter.