Lincoln stood in the kitchen thinking.

"Maybe if I exercise, I could finally be what Lynn is. So she doesn't go around taking stuff without consideration or making herself out to be a goddess. Yeah, that's what I'll do." Lincoln thought to himself. As he stood there, Luna came in to take care of her plate. She noticed Lincoln and asked,

"Hey, bro, you okay? You look hangry. I can make some more bacon if you want." Luna went to the fridge to get some bacon, only to be stopped by Lincoln.

"No," Lincoln said, "I'm going to see someone in a couple of minutes so don't bother." Lincoln put the bacon back and went upstairs.

"Hey, Luna. You making some more? I need fuel for my game later." Lynn said. Lincoln bumped past her without saying a word. "What's wrong with grumpy pants?"

"I guess he isn't having breakfast, dude. Which is weird. And he has to go somewhere. He's probably going to Clyde's." Luna replied taking the package back out and putting three slices on the frying pan. As she was doing that, Lincoln came downstairs with a backpack.

"Just need some water and I'll be on my way." he grabs the last five waters. Lynn looked at him and said,

"Hey! I needed those!" Lynn said. She tried to grab one but Lincoln shoved her back,

"FINDERS KEEPERS!" Lincoln said. Lynn wasn't expecting that. "I'll be home around supper time. Tell mom I'm not here when she gets home." he said to everyone.

"I thought you were going to my aliigator wrestling match?" Lana asked. Lincoln went down on one knee and hugged her.

"I can't, Lana. I need to take care of something." Lincoln replied. Then, he left. Lincoln walked down the street and to a red, two story house. He could smell bacon, sausage, egg, cheese, and ham. He knocked on the door. About 30 seconds later, an African-American male answered. He was 6'1", he had curly hair and one earring.

"Lincoln? Is that you? Holy shit! It's been awhile! How you been?" The black male said.

"Not bad, Ty. But, I need your help. First, you have anything to eat? I'm starving." Lincoln replied, holding his stomach.

"Yeah man. Come in and I'll make another breakfast bowl. You can have mine. I haven't eaten out of it yet." Tyrone said, putting another bowl in the microwave. "So what do you need my help with?" Tyrone sat down next to Lincoln.

"I need you to be my fitness trainer Lynn has been kind of a jerk lately." Lincoln said. Tyrone thought.

"Yeah, I'll do it. But I don't have fitness stuff, and you have fitness stuff at your house so we are going to have to do that there. And I don't want people seeing me yell at an 11 year old boy in public, but your sisters won't mind, would they? Oh, and I do have to yell at you to push you hard." Tyrone replied, taking the bowl out of the microwave. Lincoln thought about it and replied,

"It's a deal. I can handle yelling. I'll tell my sisters about it." Lincoln held out his hand. Tyrone shook it. "I hope they don't laugh about me."

The next chapter will be the first workout day.

Thanks for reading!