Vhut is zis ve have here? An upload? This is HERESY! Have a garbage chapter I wrote in a small period of time.
"Yang why are you making me go with you?" Joan asked the excitable blonde.
Yang turned and looked at Joan over her shoulder. "You need to exercise." Joan went to something before Yang interrupted her. "No, walking to and from your house doesn't count as exercise. I mean actual exercise. Weights. Treadmills."
Joan pouted. "Why do I need to lift weights?" Yang laughed at the other blonde. "Oh calm down Joan, it won't be so bad. You might even see Blake," she said wiggling her eyebrows at Joan, making her blush brightly and shove Yang. "Shut up!"
Yang ruffled Joan's hair. "You're so easy to rile up." Joan glared at the taller blonde. "Feisty, too. Now come on, the gym awaits!" Joan let out a yelp as Yang grabbed her by the arm and pulled her along.
"Here," Yang said, pushing a small dumbbell into Joan's hand. As soon as Yang let go, the weight of the dumbbell yanked Joan's arms down, the shorter blonde letting out a yelp. A number of people turned towards the two blondes, only to quickly turn away when they saw Yang. "Wow. You're weaker than I thought." Joan punched Yang's knee. "Hope you're ready. This is gonna be a long day for you," Yang said, smirking, making the other blonde pale slightly.
A few hours later, Joan dropped down onto the wrestling mat, completely worn out. A slightly tired Yang leaned over the blonde. "It hasn't been that bad." Joan glared up at Yang, making the taller blonde chuckle and help her up. Grabbing on to Joan's shoulders to stabilize her, Yang suddenly smirked. "Don't look now but your crush has entered the building."
Joan scoffed and pushed Yang's arms off her shoulders, grabbing a bottle of water on a nearby post. "That's likely," Joan said, not believing Yang. Joan opened the bottle of water and started to take a few drinks. Yang smirked. When Joan lowered the bottle, Yang slapped the bottom of it, causing water to splash all of Joan's chest, making her shriek. "Yang!" Joan slapped Yang in the face and angrily spun around and go to grab a towel, only to freeze when she saw Blake standing in the doorway of the gym, looking highly amused.
Joan grabbed the towel and turned around, glaring intently at Yang. "I hate you so much right now."
Fin. Have this garbage chapter while I work on a better one.