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Bebeep.. bebeep.. bebeep..
I struggle to open my eyes. Eventually I manage to crack my eyelids. Cutting through the darkness are the red digits on my alarm clock. 5:15. I throw back the covers and force myself to get out of bed. On auto pilot I change out of my pajamas in to sweats, then make my way to our basement. When I was inducted into the Cheerios, I begged my mother and father to install a gym in our basement. I have a state of the art treadmill, elliptical, stationary bike, and weight lifting station. Making my way down the stairs, I chug some water for my water bottle. Checking the clock, I jump on the first machine, I turn off my mind, and begin my daily morning workout.
Exactly an hour and fifteen minutes later, I drag myself away from the basement and head upstairs. Grabbing my iPhone from its dock and open the 'MyFitnessPal' app, I quickly log all of the exercise I just did. 675calories burned. I'm sweaty, sore, and exhausted, but still proud of myself. I throw my phone onto my bed, and gradually make my way into my bathroom, into the shower.
9:20. I'm sitting in Geometry, but my mind isn't focused in on math. The idiot football player next to me has a bag of hot Cheetos. The smell is rolling out of the bag and my mouth is watering so bad I'm surprised I'm not drooling. I've been unintentionally staring at him for a good five minutes, when he catches me watching him. Puzzled, he looks down at the bag of calorie laden treats, then back at me, he slowly sticks it across the aisle.
"You want some?"
I shake myself out of my reverie. I pull my mouth into a sneer. "Eww, no. I was just thinking how disgusting you look stuffing your face." He goes back to his desk.
"Whatever, bitch."
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