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Thank you for your patience and here is chapter three! On with the story…
Disclaimer: I know that everyone in the world wants me to own VA, but sadly Richelle Mead does not want me to. She wants all the credit. Sad day
Chapter 3:
While in the locker room, I was graced with Tasha's presence, again. It delighted me when she turned around from her back facing me to see me smiling at her, as she flinched away and quickly gathered her belongings and left with haste. Laughing to myself I changed and headed out to the main work area. I saw Tasha on the treadmill and decided to join her. Once I stepped onto the machine, she looked over and nearly went flying backwards with the belt. Ha-ha was all I could think. Every so often I could feel eyes set on me. After about a half hour later I decided to try some weights again.
Jumping off of the treadmill, I took a long drink of water and set off towards the bench. I still haven't learned the names of the machines. I only know the aerobic machines. Making sure I set the weight down to 75lbs, I lay back and blew the air slowly out between my lips and lifted the bar out of its resting spot and slowly lowered it down to my chest. It was still heavy but not heavy enough that I could push it back up and slowly lower it down again to my chest. While doing this, I felt eyes watching my every move. After finishing twenty of the bench presses I sat up and looked around me. I noticed one thing that I have never seen before; a basketball court.
With newfound excitement, I ran towards it. Setting my water bottle down, I picked up a basketball and dribbled it a bit then threw it towards the net where the ball went through with a swish.
"Nice shot." I smiled as his silky voice wrapped around me.
"Thanks. Bet you can't do any better." My competiveness came out, wanting to see if I could beat a Russian god at match of b-ball.
"Want to bet?" Yes! He took the bait. With a smirk I completed the challenge.
"First to 40 wins?" My eyebrows rose trying to look intimidating.
"Okay, but what do I get if I win?" He raised just one eyebrow. I mentally scoffed. How can he do that cool eyebrow trick?
"Hmm, well, what do you want?"
"If I win, then I get to be your trainer. "
"Fine, but if I win, you have to wear a shirt that says 'My ass got kicked by Rose Hathaway at basketball'" I smirked evilly. That would be funny to see on him.
"Really? How about twenty dollars instead, Roza?" What the heck is a roza?
"How about no? I don't want your money Dimitri. I want to see you wear the shirt. I'll even make it for you. You can help put the sparkles on it." Smiling innocently, I started dribbling the ball again.
"Fine, it's not like I won't beat you anyway. Let's play." I rolled my eyes and passed the ball to him.
"You first Comrade." I have no idea where that name came from; but I like it. He raised his eyebrow again; dipshit with the eyebrow; and threw the ball in the hoop one handed. Holy crow, I am so screwed.
"Shit. Lucky shot." I am so stupid, why did I think that I could beat him when he's a giant and more fit than I am?
"Language, Roza." His voice was disapproving, but his face was filled with humor. With me being me, I just had to go against what he said.
"Bitch, whore, slut, prostitute, butt munch, fucker-"I was ticking off words on my hands and a huge hand covered my mouth. I looked up to see Dimitri looking at me disapprovingly, and glared right back at him.
"Rose, please don't."
"Fine but let's finish this game, I have to leave soon." With that, he dribbled a bit with a grin on his face and held the ball up as I tried to jump for it.
"You know, Green Giant, this is really unfair. Can I get a trampoline or something so I at least have a chance at reaching the ball that is ten feet off the ground?" I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips looking up at the ball. I tried jumping for it but all I could get was his elbow. He is soo tall, it sucks. With a chuckle, he threw the ball, again one handed, and it landed through the hoop. I ran and got it. While standing in front of the basket, I kept shooting the ball as many times as I could before Dimitri got there and took the ball. I looked behind me after making the fourth shot to see him running towards me. With a little scream I ran away while dribbling the ball. Of course I couldn't get far as he had caught up to me with those humongous legs of his and grabbed me around the waist to stop me. I turned around in his arms with the ball in my hands and saw the basket behind his head. Seeing the opportunity, I threw the ball into the hoop, making the score five to two.
Looking back in front of me Dimitri was looking at me with amusement in his eyes along with something else that I could not distinguish. Neither of us moved, caught in each other's eyes.
"Dimi." A whiny voice behind me broke the connection between us as we sprang apart. Tasha was at the fence surrounding the basketball court, glaring at me.
"Yes Tasha?" He sighed. Ugh, this bitch was getting on my nerves.
"We were going to go for some food. It's time to leave if you want to get back in time for the rest of your shift."
"I'll see you later Belikov. I still win." It was the truth. The game had finished for the day with me having the most points. Tomorrow, I would come in with his shirt in hand for him to wear all day. I walked towards my things and picked them up.
"That's not fair Roza." I looked at him to see him pouting. Laughing, I told him it was fair and that I will have it for him soon. I gave Tasha a little goodbye with my death glare and left. I still need to find out what a roza is though.
So there you have it. So R and D action :D They make such a cute couple! Awwwwwwwwwww! REVIEW BECAUSE I WANT TO KNOW HOW I DID WRITING WHILE SICK! I hope it's not too bad because I didn't edit any of it ha-ha.