I was up before any of the girls in the morning. I took a shower, changed into my workout stuff, and then ran out to the gym behind the school. I wanted to run today, I guess. Work off some of the steam I'd had since the last attack. I guess they hadn't found me yet, seeing there had been no attacks since we had gotten to Blackthorne. It was only a matter of time though.
When I got down to the gym, I wasn't surprised to see all of the Blackthorne boys running laps. It looked like they were on their first or second lap, and I walked up behind Joe, who was watching them complete their punishment. I tapped him on the shoulder.
"Can I join in?" He looked at me in surprise.
"Their running seventy miles Cam, are you sure?"
"Seventy miles is a warm-up Joe, you now that better than anyone!" I smiled at him. Some of the Blackthorne boys had noticed me by now, as they were finishing their third lap. "So can I?"
"I guess Cam." He said, exasperated.
I ran down to the track, and waited for Grant to run around the bend.
"Hi Grant!" I said, running along beside him.
"Cams?" He looked surprised too.
"Yeah, I'm running the laps with you guys, because I woke up early, plus I need to blow off some steam. I turned around as someone tapped my shoulder. Zach. I groaned.
"What? Not happy to see me?" He smirked. He didn't seem fazed by the fact I was running with the boys.
"Nope."
"So, why are you running?" He asked.
"Morning workout." I explained.
"Up for a bet?" He asked.
"Sure."
"Who can complete the seventy miles faster, you or me? I'm betting I can beat you!" I could see Grants wide eyes from the other side of me, and the small almost unnoticeable shake of his head towards Zach.
"I'll take it. What are we betting?"
"If I win, I get a kiss. If you win…." He waited for me to fill in the gap.
"If I win, I get to tell everyone all about how you lost. Oh, and you have to let Joe come up with a punishment." I saw his eyes widen the slightest bit.
"Deal." We both raced off, leaving Grant in the dust behind us. By the forty-fifth lap I was ahead, by at least four laps. I wasn't even breathing hard. I had told Joe this was just a warm-up, and I wasn't kidding. I usually ran about one hundred fifty miles a day. A little ridiculous, but I was obsessed with running. Whenever I wanted a break, I ran. Whenever I had to get away I ran. I had to buy a new pair of running shoes almost every two months so that the treads weren't too worn out.
By the time I finished my laps, he was still on his sixtieth. I walked over to Joe and smiled. I wasn't not able to talk, or even breathing hard.
"So Joey, you've got to come up with a good punishment."
"Why?" He asked, a small bit suspicious.
"Well, because Zach bet that he could beat me." Joe broke out into boisterous laughter. "His punishment for not beating me was bragging rights, and your punishment."
"Oh, I'll think of something good Cam."
Zach finished about twenty minutes after me. I stayed around just long enough to see Joe's beckoning finger to Zach.
I walked off of the track laughing my head of, wondering how long it would take the guys to learn not to underestimate us.
It seemed like it would take forever.
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