Gym (Sam&Jesse)

[jesse]

Jesse arrived at the gym to work out and practice his boxing skills that were already great. Jesse walked through the door to the gym. A bag was slung over his should that contained everything he could need for a nice good workout. Jesse was meeting his personal trainer. Finally, Jesse found him working with another boy. Jesse waited a bit until he was finished with the other boy he had been working with.

Jesse was wearing a black white beater, a pair of shorts, and blue tennis shoes. His hair was a slight bit messy, but, it was kind of cute. He pulled on his boxing gloves and loosend up his body before making his next move. After Jesse was done wiggling around he out a soft sigh. His eyes narrowed at the red boxing bag that hung from the ceiling. His thoughts turned into anger and he could feel his body steaming with anger.

Jesse began beating the red bag. He was doing combonations and other kinds of tricks. Jesse kept beating the bag like nothing was their. His mind was in a completely different world. He was focused on hitting it. Some sweat dripped down his face as he worked his muscles.

[character]

Sam walked through the doors of the gym she belonged to, feeling the cool air of the gym. She had needed a break, and boxing was a good way to do that. Samantha wasn’t amazing at boxing or anything, but she was okay and she needed to be practicing to get into better shape for modeling. Models needed to be thin, but also in shape with a toned stomach and muscles.


The gym wasn’t that crowded today, but not that quite either. There were the football guys on the treadmills and stair-steppers, having their iPods on full blast in her ears. Samantha normally didn’t like to be in the part of the gym as the guys would whistle at her, but she needed to stop to fill up her water. There was purified water with paper cups on the side, but Sam decided to use her own water bottle, which she filled up. She then left the gym, spun on her heels, and walked to the other side of the gym where the boxing was.


Sammy wore a white razor back sports bra, paired with Lululemon black leggings that went past her knees by an inch or so. Her hair was tied back, and an elastic lime-yellow headband was in her hair. She was ready to practice and fight someone, playfully; girl or boy. She carried a black bag, in which held her black gloves and sweat towel.


Once she reached the boxing gym she set down her bag and grabbed a jump rope, where she began the first part of her work out. The jump rope was really good to do, as it strengthened the legs. She began to jump in the corner of the room, watching a pro-boxer who she recognized, beating the red bag handing from the ceiling. [/size]

[jesse]

Jesse was going harder at the red bag. Sweat soaked his skin. He had been working at it for about 5 minutes straight non-stop. Jesse took a break and stopped the bag with his hand. He slid off the boxing glove and spit out his red mouth gaurd. He walked over to his bag jugging down some water. He saw a un-fimilar girl. She was very pretty, but Jesse was more on the down low type.

Jesse walked over to the girl he didn't know. After sipping some more of his water bottle screwed the cap back onto the top of it. Jesse let it hang to his side while his other hand rested on his hip. "Hey, I don't believe we met before. I'm Jesse Kelly." Jesse said trying to make conversation with the girl he didn't know. His blue eyes scanned around looking for a towel near him to whip of the dripping sweat.

[character]

Sweat dribbled down the back of Sam’s neck as she kept jumping rope. Hard, better, faster, stronger read in her eyes as she stared at the wall. She stopped for a minute to catch her breath, and then bent down to grab her iPod out of her bag and then plugged the ear buds in her ears and pressed play on her iPod. She had placed it down her sports bra, as there wasn’t another place for her to put it. A Brittany Spears song played, and Sammy sip synced along as she picked up the rope, stood back up, and jumped again. She was going so that that it was like there was a force shield around her. She kept staring at the wall she jumped, just a plain brick wall that was covered in white paint. There was no blood or anything as this was a nice gym, and all of the blood staged in the ring.


A movement caught her eye as she kept jumping, her legs coming up every second or so. The image came closer and closer until it was right beside her, and Samantha stopped jumping and dropped the rope before taking off her headphones. She breathed heavily, and grabbed her water that was beside her before speaking as her mouth was dry. She then caught her breath and nodded to the guy who introduced himself as Jesse. ”I know who you are,” she panted, putting her hand on her toned and flat stomach. ”You were in the news who beating a person up at the Olivia Cedar concert downtown. Nice job, do you always beat up indecent people?” she asked, then took another swig of water. ”Sam. Samantha Caron. Wannabe model,” she stated, not bothering to put out her and as his was covered in sweat and moister.

[jesse]

Jesse nodded a bit before replying. "Oh, you saw that?" Jesse said as he looked at her. He felt embarassed and ashamed about that. He just hated the fact that his little sister got shoved to the ground. It just pissed him off. And then Olivia getting shoved onto the ground. That was enough and that fan needed to be put back into place. "Sorry that you even saw that." Jesse said with an innocent smile. He shrugged a bit before replying to her. "Not really." He chuckled a bit. "Who would shove girls like that? It's repulsive. One of those girls happened to be my little sister too." Jesse added with a slight smile. He took another swig of his bottle of water. It was almost gone. Luckily, he packed three of them.

[character]

”All of America and part of Canada and Mexico has,” she informed, crossing her arms over her chest. ”There’s a video on YouTube,” she added, sounding cross. The video made him look bad; really bad. The video began with him shoving the man, and a slow motion of it, which looked even worse. The man was out cold said the news, which meant that Jesse had thrown him down. ”It was shameful. Really,” she said, shunning him. Jesse hasn’t acknowledged that she was (almost) a model either, which was nice. Most guys would fawn all over about how she was a model, but they were mostly the football players in the front of the gym.


Sam nodded about who would shove girls like that. ”Shoving a girl is like killing a puppy,” she said, pleased with her metaphor. Sam walked to the wall that she had been staring at and pressed her back against it, and then took another sip of her water that was now about halfway gone.

[jesse]

Jesse sighed a bit. "Its terribal.. I lost control. I have anger issues-" Jesse paused for a second. "I just lost control which was uncool of m." Jesse confessed. He felt bad for doing it but, that guy had gotten what he deserved. Jesse was very upset that the media had gotten this and made him look like a bad guy, which he wasn't. Jesse let out a loud sigh. He nodded his head in agreement. "It was awful. I like blacked out. The guy just pissed me off so much." Jesse added trying to convience Sam that he wasn't a bad guy at all. "A model, huh? That's cool." Jesse said with a slight smile trying to change the subject about him beating some guys ass.

[character]

Samantha nodded when Jesse said he had anger issues. ”Mmm. Your looks make up for it,” she nodded her head with a smile. ”Be careful of media, my modeling coach told me that. I had to quit smoking and drinking, mostly, and partying,” Sam sighed, remembering all the fun she had, waking up in her bed, not remembering what happened. The nice thing was that she never had drunk sex, not with strangers at least. ”Sort of model. Not famous or anything, just trying to start out. Who knew being twenty two was a bad age to start out in the modeling world,” Sam shrugged, annoyed that she as considered old. If twenty two and a half was “old” then what was ninety suppose to be? Ancient? Some things clearly did not make sense.

[jesse]

Jesse smiled at her. "Thanks, your quite beautiful yourself." Jesse winked at her with a broad grin on his face. He looked at her and listened to her as she spoke about modeling. He nodded, "I don't really care what the media says though. That, just looked bad though. My loved ones are the really only opinions are worth hearing." Jesse said shrugging a bit. He finished his water bottle. He swooshed it into the trash can that was a couple of feet from them. Jesse smiled at her again, "Still, it takes alot to even be a model. Your a young model. I'm a 23 year old boxer. That's kind of old to me. I just turned 23 though." Jesse said shrugging a bit with a slight smile. He crossed his arms waiting for her response.

[character]

Samantha blushed when he said that she was beautiful. The wink she wasn’t sure about, but she went with it anyways. She liked his outlook on life; it wasn’t negative, like hers, where she decided that she wasn’t going to find anyone. Sammy took another swig of water, still feeling a bit dehydrated. ”Yeah, it’s a lot harder than it looks, trust me,” she sighed, remembering that beauty was pain. ”I just box for fun. Twenty three isn’t old for a boxer…” she starting, frowning in confusion.

[jesse]

Jesse smiled at Sam and nodded his head in agreement. "I bet so. It looks pretty hard if you ask me." Jesse said trying to understand her. Although, he wasn't a model or anything he knew it must have been rough striving to be perfect. Models were about perfect and changed alot of people. Although, Sam looked like a down to earth girl. She seemed a bit stubborn and spoke her mind. Jesse smiled "Well thanks. So, you must have some type of boyfriend?" Jesse asked raising his eyebrows a bit. If she didn't think Jesse would think that was crazy. Sam was beautiful and seemed like a wonderful girl. He wasn't sure if she was someone he would date. They did just meet though.

[character]

Sam pushed herself off of the wall and stood closer by Jesse, about a foot away. She wasn’t sure about this guy. He had the bad boy essence about him, but also sweet, but with anger issues as well. He was hot, and must have a six pack underneath his T-shirt.


The room was getting steamy, as it wasn’t that big. She hoped that the air conditioning would kick in, but so far only the one fan in the room was one. ”Boyfriend?” Sam said, feeling her mouth drop a bit. ”No, I haven’t had one for quite some time,” she said, picking at her nails, not wanting to make eye contact when she spoke about boyfriends. ”And you have a girlfriend?” she guessed, turning the question to him.

[jesse]

Jesse's eyes widened when she said she didn't have a boyfriend. A smile rose on his lips. "Really? That's suprising." Jesse stated with a slight smirk. He shrugged a bit before answering. "No, not yet." He said shrugging a bit. He was kind of having a thing with Olivia but, they weren't a couple yet. So, he didn't really need to say much about her if he wasn't with her.

[character]

Sam was confused when he said that was surprising. Did he think she was…cute? She felt her cheeks heat up as she blushed as bit. ”Why is it surprising?” she asked, her eyes flickering. Apparently he wasn’t in a relationship either, but that didn’t even mean that he wasn’t dating. Sam wasn’t even dating currently! She felt so lame and low. She needed to get back in the same soon, this was just depressing. ”Want to box?” she asked, seeing if he was too chicken to fight a girl. She was strong, and she hated when guys used the girl excuse.


Sam picked up the jump rope and put it back on the hook on the wall where she found it and then bent down to her bag to strap on her boxing gloves. Before that she took one last sip of water, and put in her hot pink mouth guard. Then she strapped on her black gloves and gave Jesse and playful smile.

[jesse]

Jesse thought a minute before answering Sam. He was in a diffcult situation. He didn't want to hurt her on accident if he got carried away and didn't want to upset her if he turned her down. A soft smile curled on his lips. "I'll take it easy on you." Jesse smirked. He shrugged at the next part. "Your just beautiful and seem like a good person that's all." Jesse smirked at her. He put on his gloves and looked at Sam waiting for her to start. He wasn't about to make the first move.