Kristina's Story
It is such a beautiful day and I don't another class for about two hours maybe I'll go to the boxing area. That is the best thing they have at this.
"Excuse me do you know where how to get to the weight room" I asked very politely.
"I think you are asking for the wrong room the cheerleading practices are over there, near the football field"
"Excuse me, I asked you where the weight room is not where the cheerleading practice is. If you don't know they just say so, don't be an ass about it. It was dumb of me to ask someone who probably hasn't lifted weights in his whole life."
"How the hell do you know if I have ever lifted weights or not? I just assumed that.."
"Well you assumed wrong. Good-bye"
"Hey wait." He was running towards me.
"What?"
"My name is Jason, what is your name?"
"First of all I don't give a dame what your name is and second of all I don't want to tell you my name." I just walked away, god it was such a good day but now it's ruined, this day can not get worse then it already has. Here we are the weights room. Now to let off a little steam.
In the weights room
"Dame that girl can punch" thought Jason.
He walked up to her and but his hand on her shoulders and the next thing he knew he was on the floor.
"I think you broke my arm" said Jason.
"Well you shouldn't sneak up on people." I just continued to punch the punching bag.
"Aren't you going to help me up?"
"No"
Jason slowly got up, checking if his bones were damaged.
"Bye loser"
"What's your name, I think I want to complain to the police that a girl just harassed me and she might have broken my arm."
"Stop being such a girl, I don't have time for this."
"Why what do you have to do?" he challenged.
"I have to try out for cheerleading."Dame she's tough but to tomboyish but she is a hot tomboy. Owww. She really hurt me.