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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Sept 27, 2008 11:55:39 GMT -6
Maxwell was quite bored today. It seemed like nothing was really going on at Westfield and he was ready to get out and go do something. Football season was coming up and he knew he had better work out if he didn't want to completely die in practices, so that was the first thing he went to do.
He pushed open the doors of the Be Somebody Fitness Center and looked around. People were working out in groups, alone, with a trainer, everywhere. It made Maxwell feel embarrassed that he was probably way out of shape. He really didn't want people to see him looking so, dumb. But this was the only way. Westfield hadn't finished their weight room yet so he was stuck here, with the common population.
The first thing he did was get on a treadmill. Running was one thing that Maxwell was always good at. It was his one true talent that he knew of. Running was the thing his father was most proud of him about. But no, you couldn't run cross-country, you had to run a ball in football. Maxwell thought it was ridiculous.
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Post by Alexia Paige on Sept 28, 2008 10:56:43 GMT -6
Alexia walked through the doors of this fitness place. She worked out a ton back home and she was in great shape for doing so, but coming here made her slack on her work out routine a little, so she decided to get in the saddle again. She took a good look around, working out was her own time, to think, and to become a better girl. She walked up to some weights, put her gym bag down, and grabbed a couple to work on her arms. Alexia liked to be strong to defend herself, but she hated those girls that were overly buffed up.
She put the buds of her I-Pod in and as "Down with the sickness" came on, she got to work. She lifted weights slowly at first, realizing how long it had been since she did this, but as time went on she picked up her pace, and eventually went up to a heavier weight. Once she was done she took a drink from her bottle of spring water, and looked around for somthing else to do, after all, she wasn't nearly done working out.
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Sept 28, 2008 11:27:46 GMT -6
Maxwell had the perfect spot in the gym. The treadmills were close to the weight lifting people, and also toward the front of the center. Right now, he was behind a girl with a fit butt, his gaze was torn away though when she saw a pretty young blonde walk in. It was his luck also that she walked right up to him. Or so he thought. A smirk grew on his face as she walked up to his area and then, went to the weights. Maxwell was almost in shock for a minute. His ego had been built up by so many girls that it was hard for him to understand that she hadn't even looked in his direction.
The black, knee length pants swished as he continued on his pace, inclining the treadmill a little so that he would have to work harder. Maxwell would get this girl to notice him. If he didn't, he'd feel like a failure as a man. Usually girls crowded around him at the gym. Where were all the girls? The only thing he found any great was that girl in front of him, who happened to have moved while he was distracted, so he didn't even know where she went. This day was turning out to be just fan-fricken-tastic.
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Post by Alexia Paige on Sept 28, 2008 14:46:17 GMT -6
Alexia spent a while in front of the mirror at one side of the gym, she was stretching and getting herself loosened for some more excercise. Once she was done she went over to an area close to the weights where she had been before, there were some people doing crunches and she decided to join in. She sat herself down then laid flat on her back and began counting her crunches. 1....3....5...10...Alexia usually did about 50 and was done, but she soon realized how out of shape her abs were as well. It pissed her off that so much of her life had changed just because she moved here.
Alexia was done with crunches and she took another sip of water and looked around. She seen some guys lifting weights, but none of them looked like they'd be worth her talking to. She looked over to the treadmills, down the line there was about five people a couple girls were running side by side at what Alexia found was a fairly slow pace, she didn't wish to run near them. There were two guys further down the line who were just goofing off and wern't even focusing. Psh...lame. She looked at the last guy (Maxwell) and seen that he was running hard and determined. She smiled to herself as she watched him steep up his incline. Either he was trying to be a show off, or he actually cared about what he looked like. Either way it was impressive. Alexia put back in her ear buds and got on the treadmill to the left of him. She blared her music and set her treadmill to a fair pace.
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Sept 28, 2008 15:22:20 GMT -6
He heard the treadmill next to him starting up, Maxwell's head turned to the side as he looked straight at her. The music blasting from her ipod was loud enough. That girl was bound to blow her eardrums out. Who could listen to music that was that loud? Really, it was beyond him. Maxwell loved his hearing and only cranked up the tunes at parties and when he worked out at home in his room. It was sort of obnoxious for a girl to do that in the middle of a public gym, though she was sexy, he had to give her that.
Maxwell slowed his treadmill down to a cool down lap and waited for the girl to slow down from her own exercise. It was time he talked to this mystery girl and got to know her a little better. Maybe she was from Castle Hill. Wouldn't that be exciting? Banging a girl from the rival school. How many guys would he have on his tail at the game then? This could get interesting. Miss Blondie was his ticket to adventure. She seemed sorta like that type. He didn't mind those kinds of girls at all. Maybe she'd be like Dom. He could only hope.
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Post by Alexia Paige on Sept 28, 2008 15:35:47 GMT -6
Alexia noticed that the boy had put his treadmill to a slow pace, and she figured he was waiting for her to as well so that he could talk to her. Alexia wasn't going to make it that easy, she wanted to get done with her exercises first. She picked up her pace, but not too much, she didn't want to be sweaty or panting when done.
She looked over at him, who was staring at her and she smiled sweetly, the kind of look that she knew boys liked to see. It said 'I'm an easy girl to get' yet, that was far from Alexia. She hated those girls who just threw themselves at any boy they seen. And as she took another peek at the boy as she slowed her pace, he most deff looked like the type who had been in bed with alot of girls. She finally slowed to be about even with the boy and she pulled out her earbuds.
"Heyy...you don't look like the type of guy to be running so slow, did ya' get tuckered out?" Alexia was really embarrased right away. 'Tuckered out' who the hell said that other than some Iowa hick? Alexia had said that word a lot back home, but she was in California now...and nobody said tuckered out. She felt like an idiot, but there was no way in hell she would let this boy notice.
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Sept 28, 2008 16:01:18 GMT -6
"Heyy...you don't look like the type of guy to be running so slow, did ya' get tuckered out?" Maxwell looked back over at the girl and chuckled. She seemed like a sweet girl. The accent was hard to place though. It wasn't southern but it wasn't like any of the other girls around here. The boy wondered where in the world this little beauty was from. She was obviously American though. At least they could share the fact that they both had different accents from everyone else. Maxwell didn't mind his accent. Most girls found the British accent cute anyway. He seemed to be more approachable and loveable with his accent, that was until they found out what he wanted.
"Nope just doing a cool down. 'Bout ready to go actually." He made sure that his accent was apparent. Maxwell turned off the machine and let it take him off the end, where he stood and waited to see what the girl would do next. Really, Maxwell had been here long enough and he was ready to head back to his dorm and shower, then maybe do something. But he was willing to spare a few moments for this girl. She could be his new toy. Maybe she'd become an actual friend. He didn't know, he didn't really care. If she wanted to come with him she was by all means welcome to. But he got the feeling he'd probably be leaving the gym without a girl on his arm.
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Post by Alexia Paige on Sept 28, 2008 16:22:00 GMT -6
"Oh...really? Yeah me too, I just hate feeling so gross, but workouts get the blood pumping ya' know?" She smiled at the boy again and did the same thing he had done, but intsead of sliding off the edge, she stopped it and stepped from the side and walked over to him. She grabbed her water and took another drink, then wrapped up her I-pod and stashed it into the bag.
She stood up straight again and brushed a bang away from her face that hadn't gotten pulled into her ponytail. "So, you from Westfield or Castle Hill? I hate to drag schools into it, but it seems like everyone else does.." Her sentence trailed off and she bent over to re-tie her shoe. She knew that the way she was stretching gave the boy a good look at alot of her body, but she didn't mind. She stood up again and looked around at the room, people were starting to finish their workouts just like her and this boy. Alexia wasn't really ready to go back to her dorm just yet though, maybe he could fix that. She picked up her bag and waited for the boy to make his next move, flirting was like chess, one slip up, and you were done.
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Sept 28, 2008 16:34:18 GMT -6
"Oh...really? Yeah me too, I just hate feeling so gross, but workouts get the blood pumping ya' know?" Maxwell knew exactly what she meant. Working out would be great if he wouldn't get sweaty. But usually if you weren't sweaty you weren't working hard enough. Or at least that was what his dad had always scolded him when he was working out at home. When he was still at home that was. If he wasn't at his best for football, his dad would come and get him and make him come home. Probably use the excuse that he thought he was drinking again and that was why he wasn't at his best. But Maxwell drank no matter what. It was that man that led him to drink in the first place.
"So, you from Westfield or Castle Hill? I hate to drag schools into it, but it seems like everyone else does.." It was great really. The rivalry gave Maxwell an excuse to get into fights with guys from Castle Hill and also a reason for him to steal their girls. He was probably one of the few people that loved the rivalry. No, Maxwell thrived on it. Without that simple rivalry, Westfield would be just like any other boarding school.
"Westfield. Yourself?" Maxwell couldn't help but notice how wellendowed the girl was in the chest department when she bent over. Why did girls have to do that to a hormone ridden boy? He loved it though. His mind instantly switched over to dominate Maxwell. This girl was coming back to his dorm, whether she knew it or not.
"Hey, want to go back to my dorm with me? We can take showers and then head to see a movie or something. There's a theater not too far away." Maxwell said, also picking up his bag. It would be worth everything he had to take this girl on a date if she agreed. All he had to do was get her to the movie and bang, he had a date.
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Post by Alexia Paige on Sept 28, 2008 16:47:49 GMT -6
"Westfield. Yourself?" "Same, did I see you at Chloe's party? I think I did..." She remembered that night and was almost positive she seen him there. Oh well, didn't much matter anyhow. It was just another party, another boy.
"Hey, want to go back to my dorm with me? We can take showers and then head to see a movie or something. There's a theater not too far away."Alexia smiled and instantly knew what the boy was doing, but she didn't really care, she would play along, it would be good for her. "Sure, I could go for a movie...and a shower." Alexia laughed at herself, right now, she wanted a shower badly, she couldn't go on a date looking like this, good thing she had clean clothes and her make-up in her gym bag. "So...shall we?" She smiled at Maxwell and looked toward the door.
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Sept 28, 2008 17:17:45 GMT -6
"Same, did I see you at Chloe's party? I think I did..." Maxwell was taken aback. He could barely remember Chloe's party, he sure did remember Chloe though. She was a gift to all men and that dress she had worn, not to mention her entrance, made every guy want her. Though he couldn't say he remembered this blond vixen at the party. She might have been that one that he first danced with, but he wasn't sure. Really, that whole party was just a blur. That is what happens when you drink though, and Maxwell had had quite a lot.
"Maxwell Cherry Graham, by the way." He said to the girl. Might as well know her name before he took her out on a date. Maxwell may have been pretty low, but he always knew the girls name before anything happened. He wasn't so sure anything would happen with this girl but it was worth a try. Heck, anything was worth a try. Or at least that was what Maxwell thought.
"So...shall we?" "We shall." Maxwell said offering her his arm. Hopefully he'd be able to persuade her away from the movie idea and get to hang out with her in his dorm. Maxwell didn't want to go to a movie tonight anyway.
(Lets just keep the thread here for the time being)
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Post by Alexia Paige on Sept 29, 2008 14:43:04 GMT -6
Alexia wrapped her arm around the boy's gently and gave him a sexy smile, she was pretty sure now what he was all about, but she didn't really mind. He was a stunner after-all and even if she was just a one time thing, she wouldn't be this young forever and might as well take a chance. "Alexia Marie Paige" She said, and grabbed her bag with her other hand, she took one last look at the gym, and knew that she'd be back here, after it was a nice place to work out, and second, she had met this hottie here, which meant there was more.
She continued to look around only to see that the two girls she seen running earlier were staring right at her and Maxwell. Alexia was never one to brag and she wasn't about to start now with people who wern't even worth her time. "How Rude.." She turned her head foward again and thought about whether or not Maxwell had checked them out earlier. She sighed softly, of course he had, he most likely watched every girl that came through, including her. Anyhow, that was alright with her, boys will be boys.
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Oct 1, 2008 15:27:53 GMT -6
"Alexia Marie Paige" "Alexia." He repeated. That name sounded so hot to Maxwell. He'd known a few Alexia's in his time. The middle name, Marie, why did it seem like almost every girl had that middle name? It seemed like every girl and their grandma had that middle name. Really, it was boring. If Maxwell ever did have a daughter he would give her a fun, unique name. Probably not one like his that could be used the way he used his middle name. She would be his little girl after all and he wouldn't want her to end up like him.
"How Rude.." Maxwell looked sideways at the girl and wondered why she had just spoken. "What's rude, love?" He asked, putting in the most common name he called girls. It was something he called almost all girls, like if someone called them hun, but some girls took it the wrong way. Really, it was just sort of a pet name, nothing really deep. Hopefully Alexia wasn't one of those clingly girls. Those were the ones that drove him insane. Some just couldn't get the hint that he wasn't into them.
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Post by Alexia Paige on Oct 1, 2008 15:51:37 GMT -6
"Ohh, erm nothing, well...I mean it was just those girls staring, but I bet a guy like you gets that all the time." She laughed to shrug it off, it wasn't a big deal after all, but Alexia just thought it was so rude to stare. It was one thing if he was alone, but a whole nother story if he was with a girl, they could show some manners. She smiled at him and started walking towards the door. She wasn't pulling him, just moving her way along.
"Heyy...I jogged here, what about you? Otherwise were jogging to your dorm too." She pushed open the door and looked out into the parking lot, still clutching his arm, she wasn't being attached, she just wanted to make it known that he was hers, for this little time at least, and that was good enough for her. She shivered slightly, there was a cool fall breeze in the air, even for California it was kind of cold out. She sat down her bag, pulled her arm from his, and grabbed a sweatshirt from her bag. She put it on and wrapped her arm back around him, and grabbed her bag again, she stood looking out at the lot, she hadn't realized how late it had gotten, it was about four now, maybe a movie wasn't such a great idea now, maybe Maxwell would let her just chill at his dorm for a while.
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Post by Maxwell Cherry on Oct 1, 2008 16:36:11 GMT -6
"Ohh, erm nothing, well...I mean it was just those girls staring, but I bet a guy like you gets that all the time." Maxwell looked back and saw the girls. He smiled slightly at them and then turned to Alexia, the grin still attached to his face. "Their just jealous." He said simply leading her along. It was funny though, because Maxwell thought Alexia to be jealous. Why else wouldn't she want other girls checking him out? This small piece of information made Maxwell feel as if he had an edge.
"Heyy...I jogged here, what about you? Otherwise were jogging to your dorm too." Maxwell was tired of being 15. If he was only 16 he could easily just drive them back. Then the poor girl wouldn't freeze either. He almost felt bad, the change in temperature hadn't affected him at all, but she instantly grabbed a sweater. "Here, let me take that." He said taking her bag from her. He might as well be a gentleman. "As far as jogging," he started, putting his arm back around her slender waist and pulling her close. "Only if you want to. Really, it's not that far."
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