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Taylor's alarm went off at exactly 4:30am. She groaned as she rolled out of bed and stumbled her way into the bathroom. She turned the shower on cold and stepped in. She was awake instantly, quickly turning the water to warm. When she was done in the shower she put her hair into a simple ponytail and got dressed into a pair of black gym shorts, pink sports bra, and a white tank top. Slipping on her sneakers she left the apartment and walked over to the gym that was just down the road.
When she walked through the door she still had five minutes to spare. She looked around and noticed the gym was completely empty. A few moments later Taylor turned when she heard someone opening the door behind her.
"Good you're here." Conner said as he walked over to her. "You have 10 minutes to stretch. Make it count. Once we start we aren't going to stop."
"Okay." Taylor nodded. She walked over to the far wall and began stretching every part of her body. She was open for a challenge and apparently Conner was more than egger to give her one.
Once she was done stretching Taylor walked into the main room which held a lot of the equipment. She spotted Conner over by the treadmill and walked over to him.
"I'm done stretching. Where do you want me to start?"
"Right here." He pointed to the treadmill. Taylor hopped on and Conner began to crank up the speed. He stopped when she was at a fast jog. "Your going to run for 10 minutes and the get off and do 20 sit ups. Then get back on the treadmill. Repeat until I tell you to stop." He walked out of the room again.
A half hour later Taylor was just finishing her second set of sit ups. The gym was beginning to fill up with her fellow trainees. As she continued her training, she could feel everyone's eyes on her. It was as if they were waiting for something. Perhaps waiting for her to fail. But the people who really stood out were the women. Most of them were glaring her way. Others just seemed curious. No matter what she was going to focus and not stop.
She thought to soon. Just as she was finishing her jog, She heard the familiar voices of Ryan, Randy, and John. Taylor lifted her gaze and caught site of the as the walked into the room. Ryan noticed her and waved. Both of the guys waved as well. Taylor smiled and nodded her head hello.
John thoughts completely left his head when he saw Taylor on the treadmill. She was running like there was no tomorrow. And if Conner was up to his usual standards, that would mean she had been doing that routine since she started this morning. He noticed her heavy breathing. She kept shaking her head as if to stay awake. She looked tired.
"Poor thing. Got here just last night and she gets stuck with the blood sucker." Ryan sighed as she put her gym bag on the floor.
"No kidding." Randy agreed. " She'll be lucky to make it through next week."
"He does it on purpose. Just because he never went pro. He wants people to quite." John muttered in disgust.
"Oh is that so Mr. Cena?"
John turned to find Conner standing behind him.
"She looks fine to me. I was going to et her have a break but since I like to make people quite, I think we'll give Taylor a little test."
Conner walked over to Taylor while she was running.
"New routine. Just run." he said and cranked up the speed a little more.
Taylor couldn't believe it. Her legs were going to fall right off if she didn't stop soon. She still felt everyone's eyes on her.
Finally after another 10 minutes another trainer came up and shut off the machine.
"That enough. There's no need to kill the girl on her first day." The man snapped at Conner. Taylor stood there holding on to the side of the treadmill for support. She was afraid to let go. Her legs felt like Jell-O.
"Taylor go walk it off and meet back here at 2:30. We're not done." Conner threw her a towel and stormed out of the room. She was beginning to catch her breath.
"You okay? The names Kent." The man asked. He held onto her elbow to steady her.
"Fine I think. I just need some air." She thanked him and walked past all the staring wrestlers and out the front doors. Once she was out the doors she took a deep breath and winced. A sharp pain cramped up her calf into a Charlie horse.
"Owe. Owe. Owe." she hopped over to the wall and braced her hands on it.
"Taylor?"
She turned and saw John standing next to her.
"Hey." she winced again and sucked in a deep breath and held it.
"You okay?" He took a step closer. He looked concerned.
"Cramp." She pointed down to her left calf.
"Here." He helped her sit on the ground then he very gently took her leg and began massaging her cramp away.
"Better?" He asked a few seconds later, as he glanced up and met Taylor's eyes. He continued to massage her leg.
"Yeah, thanks." She smiled. They sat there for a few moments just looking into each others eyes. His were this amazing blue she noticed. They had this life about them that pulled her in.
"I hope I'm not being to bold or anything, but you have amazing eyes." Taylor said without really thinking. John chuckled and Taylor blushed.
"Thanks. Believe me. Bold is good. And you have really beautiful eyes to. I love green." He said. Her eyes told a story to him. They looked strong and determined. But warm and passionate at the same time.
"Can I ask you something?" Taylor looked down at the ground as if embarrassed.
"Anything. Ask away."
"I know this is probably going to sound weird. But everyone keeps staring at me. And not just the guys. Believe me that I am used to. But the girls. They all just glare and I cant help but feel like I did something wrong. Did I do something wrong?"
John was surprised by the question. He saw the cross between hurt and confused on her face and he couldn't help but to want to make her feel better.
"Well their intimidated. You come here and suddenly ever person here that has testosterone running through their body is attracted to you. You're a celebrity around here. You may not no it but every girl in there wants to be you." John told her. "But believe me. It's not going to get any easier with them anytime soon. They already have a bet on how long they think your going to last. And by the sounds of what going around they don't think its going to be very long."
Taylor pulled her leg out of John's hands and stood up. She grabbed her bag and started to walk away.
"Believe me. Being Taylor Quinn isn't as great as everyone would like to think it is." She walked away before John even had the chance to say anything. Just as he was about to go after her, Ryan and Randy walked out the door.
"Where's Taylor? I thought you were going to see if she was okay?" Ryan looked at John confused.
"I was. And I did. Then I opened my big mouth and made everything worse." He rubbed his hand through his hair and down his face.
"Smooth. So much for making a good move on her." Randy laughed.
"It's not funny." Ryan smacked Randy in the ribs. "She doesn't deserve it. What did you say to her." She glared at John.
"Ryan I didn't mean to I swear! She was asking me about the girls giving her the cold shoulder and I told her it was because they were Jealous! Then I just wanted to warn her that it probably wont get any easier for a while. Then I told her about the bet."
"You told her about the Stupid bet!" Ryan cut him off.
"Man you really are and idiot." Randy snorted.
"Come on." Ryan grabbed both of their arms and dragged them out into the parking lot before John got the chance to comment back to Randy.
"What are we doing?" Randy looked confused.
"We're going to make sure everything's okay. Then," She turned to John, "Your going to fix this mess."
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