PlayWithMe44
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- Mar 3, 2015
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Alicia hadn't set foot in a gym since high school, and now she was twenty-five. Over the years she had noticed the muscle tone from her athletic years starting to disappear, replaced with a softness she wasn't used to.
"I want to start going to the gym," She sighed, turning to Rachel who was seated next to her at the bar.
"Then go ahead!" her friend encouraged with a friendly smile, "if you want a trainer I know a great one." she leaned in a little closer with a wicked smile, "and he's a cutie."
The two shared a light giggle before Alicia took another large sip of her dirty martini. "You should definitely send me his number, I won't know how to work out on my own."
A few more drinks and a phone number swap later, Alicia was holding her phone to her ear, foot tapping out of rhythm. After three rings, a woman's voice answered. "GoFit Gym, how may I help you?"
"Hi! I'd like to make an appointment with your trainer? Is tomorrow morning possible?"
There was a short pause before the woman replied, sounding very bored and very tired. "Yes, tomorrow morning at 8. Name?"
"Alicia Simmons."
"Thank you, Miss Simmons, have a good night." Click. Rude. Alicia thought, but quickly dismissed it, tomorrow she was going to start getting in shape.
Long hair tugged back into a pony tail and donning a black sports bra and black spandex under her zip-up hoodie, Alicia strode into the gym, excited for her first day. It was 7:55, she was five minutes early, hopefully something that would bode well in her trainer's eyes. She approached the counter with a friendly grin, her hazel eyes flashing up to the man who stood behind it.
"Hi, I'm Alicia Simmons, I have an appointment with the trainer at 8."
"I want to start going to the gym," She sighed, turning to Rachel who was seated next to her at the bar.
"Then go ahead!" her friend encouraged with a friendly smile, "if you want a trainer I know a great one." she leaned in a little closer with a wicked smile, "and he's a cutie."
The two shared a light giggle before Alicia took another large sip of her dirty martini. "You should definitely send me his number, I won't know how to work out on my own."
A few more drinks and a phone number swap later, Alicia was holding her phone to her ear, foot tapping out of rhythm. After three rings, a woman's voice answered. "GoFit Gym, how may I help you?"
"Hi! I'd like to make an appointment with your trainer? Is tomorrow morning possible?"
There was a short pause before the woman replied, sounding very bored and very tired. "Yes, tomorrow morning at 8. Name?"
"Alicia Simmons."
"Thank you, Miss Simmons, have a good night." Click. Rude. Alicia thought, but quickly dismissed it, tomorrow she was going to start getting in shape.
Long hair tugged back into a pony tail and donning a black sports bra and black spandex under her zip-up hoodie, Alicia strode into the gym, excited for her first day. It was 7:55, she was five minutes early, hopefully something that would bode well in her trainer's eyes. She approached the counter with a friendly grin, her hazel eyes flashing up to the man who stood behind it.
"Hi, I'm Alicia Simmons, I have an appointment with the trainer at 8."