heh hey everyone, I'm back with an another story... I'll be honest when I say I'm slowly getting back into writing, and tbh this might be what I need, so hope y'all enjoy this small chapter.
Lincoln yelled as Lynn had suddenly flipped him on the training mat that was in their garage, Lynn laughed as she fist pump the air "yeah, I definitely going to win the next match!" She praised herself while Lincoln had groaned softly, slowly getting to his feet.
"Lynn, not that I don't mind helping you but don't you think you could at least take it a bit easy" Lincoln told her, stretching his sore muscles.
Lynn laughed and punched Lincoln's shoulder "ha if you ever become my equal than sure, Lincoln" she said as she went to grab her workout towel, wiping her face.
"If I become you equal?" Lincoln repeated as her could barely feel the pain in his arm, as he started to get somewhat mad "what do that mean? You don't see me as your equal!?"
Lynn had looked at him though the corner of her eye "come on lincoln, it not a big deal. I just saying once you can ever keep up with me, than I'll start taking it easy on you" she said as she had faced him.
"When I can keep up with you!? Lynn I'm the only one in the house who can keep up with you!" Lincoln yelled at her, annoyed at the fact she was looking down on him.
"Heh lincoln calm down, look let's just call it a day and go back inside, the heat is starting to get to you" Lynn told him as she started to head back inside but was stopped by lincoln grabbing her wrist
"Lynn... Tell me that I'm your equal" lincoln demanded as he was glaring at her, all the while Lynn had looked back at him with a glare of her own.
"Lincoln you are not my equal, you never was" Lynn said as she looked into lincoln eyes, telling him the truth.
Lincoln was hurt and more importantly he was mad, he let go of Lynn hand and stormed passed her, as he didn't have anything to say to her but he would show her that he was her equal, one way or another.
Lynn had glared at him she had watched him walk away, she shook her head and headed inside "he is probably just tried" she mumbled to herself, knowing he would get over his little mood swing sooner or later.
lincoln went to his room, closing the door behind him as he pulled off his shirt to stretch, plus to look at his body, wondering how to prove her wrong since they was so different
there we go, I know it a small chapter but I just wanted to tests the water a bit first before I start making the rest, though I am planning on making the other chapters longer than this. anyway tell me what y'all think of this small entry of hopefully a good story.