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Chapter 1

I didn't go to school the next day. I didn't attend the whole week. Instead I would wake up early in the morning and go to the gym to work out all day. World fitness was a huge facility. There were two parts to the gym. One side was for everyone to work out, while the other side was just for women. I only stayed on the women's side. There were various types of equipment. Treadmills lined the mirrored wall while other types of machines were scattered around the room. Most that I have never seen before and do not know how to work. I stuck to the treadmill and the bikes. Sometimes I would watch these beautiful fit women come in and lift the weights trying to commit each way to lift the weight to memory.

It was on Friday that I met a badass. I walked through the front doors of World fitness and saw a guy lying down on a bench lifting what had to be almost three hundred pounds. My mouth dropped open as I watched him lift the weights up again, his muscles bulged trying to tear through his shirt. Little beads of sweat slowly crawled down his forehead as he used his strength to pump that much iron. He racked the weights back onto the holder and sat up. I was still staring needing to admire the god not fifty feet away from me. He looked like angels sculpted him from marble and placed him upon the earth. His brown hair was tied at the nape of his neck making him look sexy and dangerous while his chocolate brown eyes showed kindness and respect.

I was startled out of my reverie as the door closed loudly behind me. Looking away from the human Adonis, I pulled my gym bag higher on my shoulder and proceeded to the locker rooms looking back only once to see that man looking at me with a quizzical stare.

"Don't kid yourself into thinking that Dimitri will go with you. He is way out of your league." A snarky voice next to me commented. I turned and saw a woman with raven black hair putting her bag into the locker next to me. Her eyes were a bright blue with a scar cutting across her left eye and down her cheek. Even with the light scar, she was beautiful. However, the glare she gave me, made me want to punch her in the face; even though she was right.

"Sorry, are you talking to me?" I met her glare with mine that made her flinch. Sadly, that made her face turn into a grimace of hate.

"No, the person behind you. Yes you. Dimitri does not go out with ugly pigs like you. My advice to you is to forget about him. Now run along and go eat a Twinkie." With that comment she closed her locker and started to walk off when my foot just happened to have a spasm and shot out and connected with the back of her knee making her tumble and fall over the bench.

"Oops, I'm sorry about that. You should walk that fall off away from me before my leg has another twitch. Next time it might get you in the face and give you another hideous scar. Bye bye now." With that, I closed my locker and watched her get up with a glare at me and limp away. "You shouldn't glare all the time. Your face will become stuck like that perminantely if you do and it is not a good look for you." I shouted after her.

Satisfied with how I handled the situation, I strolled out of the locker room with my water bottle and iPod in my hands as I went to the women's side of the gym. Once there I put them on an elliptical machine and did some warm up stretches on the mat in the middle of the floor. After loosening up my hamstrings and muscles, I proceeded to step onto the machine and plugged in my headphones to my ears and let the music blast into my eardrums, shutting out any other noise and distractions. For an hour I used the elliptical then made my way to the weights. Today I was going to try the weights and since no one was around the gym this morning I decided that even if I looked like a fool doing the weights, no one would be around to see me.

I made my way to the bench and grabbed the barbell thingy and lifted it up and slowly brought it down so that it was right above my chest. That's when things got bad; I couldn't lift it back up. Well, hell. Now what was I supposed to do? I tried with all my strength to lift it off of me but only succeeded to lose my strength as the barbell was now pressing into my chest making it harder for me to breath.

"Shit" That was the only word I could get out before I ran out of air. Maybe this is why they have people stand behind the weight lifters while they are doing this. All of a sudden, the weight was lifted off of me. I looked up and saw Mr. Adonis himself standing above me with the weights in his hands looking like it did not even bother him. His lips were moving and I could see concern written on his features. Sitting up quickly and taking in a deep breath, I removed my headphones, feeling my face burn.

"Sorry what did you say? I had my music up loud." I glanced up at him and looked back down at my iPod turning it off.

"Are you ok? I saw you struggling with this. Why didn't you get a watcher?" His voice was laced with an accent that made my toes curl and made me want to melt.

"Um, I'm fine. Thanks." I was so embarrassed that I grabbed my water bottle and iPod and stood up quickly wanting to run out of there.

"Do you have a trainer?" He asked, stopping me in my great escape.

"No, I don't. Why?" I still refused to look at him; I could feel that my face was as red as the devil's skin.

"My name is Dimitri, and if you do not have a trainer, I would be more than happy to help you. People new to the machines should have someone to help them learn how to use the equipment. Here is my card. If you would like a trainer, call me and we will set up a time." He pulled a little rectangular piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to me. As I grabbed it, my hand accidentally grazed his and I felt a spark of something strike me as we made contact. I quickly took the card and finally looked up at him with a smile.

"Thanks Dimitri. I'll think about it. Later." With that, I pocketed his card and turned to walk out.

"Wait." He stopped me again. I glanced back over my shoulder at him, eyebrows raised with curiosity to what he could possibly want now. "What is your name?"

"Rose. Rose Hathaway." And with that, I turned around and walked out.

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