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In my post locker was a strange black box with a note written on top. Opening it up, it simply read “wear this and meet at the gym changing rooms at 5″. I got into the gym, and put my bad down containing the box. I hadn’t opened it, as I was quite busy during the day. I opened it in the box to reveal just a sports t-shirt, short, socks and some pads.
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As his muscles grew, reading the words on the page got harder and harder. He couldn’t wait to finish the snoozefest that was his English class and go to the gym and work out. Most of all, he was incredibly excited about another smoothie on his way out which always perked him up. Nobody told him the smoothies were doing this to him, and at this point he couldn’t think of why that would be a bad thing, it would be too hard.
“Hey bro, I’m Ry your room-mate” “Thanks,” I said trying to pretend my happiness. Just from his voice I knew this wasn’t going to be good as these kinda of people were not good at all. Later that evening once I had unpacked everything from the car, I sat down to read a book on my bunk. Thankfully it was the bottom one as I hated bunk beds. I hear the door open and Ryan comes in, looking incredibly drunk already.
I was at the gym to try and loose weight on a Friday night. Having an office job in IT wasn’t the best for your health, but it was what I enjoyed doing and it pays well. I was listening to music and decided to pick a new track to listen to. At the top of the player listed a track under recently added as “??????” which I thought it was a bit odd as I hadn’t got any new tracks and I would always make sure all of the tracks would have album art and other tags.
He had me pinned in the corner. The, quite hot, ginger guy was towering over me. I was terrified as I liked to live a fairly conflict free life. When I was expecting something bad to happen, I felt him pour something on my head and then mush it in. Satisfied he smirked, pushed me against the lockers and then left. Noticing the coast was clear, I got up and looked in the closest mirror to see what he had done.
“Dude let me take your photo!” “James you’re acting all strange ever since you got that camera” “It’s Jay and please man. It’ll only take a minute” “Fine” *snap* “See dude, it’s great isn’t it?”
Once the cigarette was in his mouth, there was no stopping the transformation. His facial structure changed with the first puff. The next moment there was baseball cap on his head. On the next puff his hair thinned out and became nice and short. On the third puff his piercings showed up. On the fourth, the cocky attitude kicked in and he was complete.
The wrestling team crowded round me. I was terrified, they were really strong and I had no chance of escape. I didn’t do anything to upset them, why would I? That would be beyond stupid. Then the team captain, Bruce stepped forward and grinned at me. I looked towards what he was holding in his hands and it was a wrestling singlet, a completely white singlet like they wore for practice.
I had popped into the new costume shop which has appeared and it has some interesting items. Browsing the shop, there was a strange box of zippers and I thought it was a good idea to get one as I could pretend I was wearing a bodysuit at a party. Walking home with my purchase I passed some of the council houses. It wasn’t a nice area, but I preferred to walk than get a bus or something as I like to keep exercising.
Oh the stars were lovely out here. I loved camping out here on my own. People say you shouldn’t, but it was peaceful and beautiful. Although people said a lot about me anyway, not being liked by anyone really sucked. Overweight, alone and all really did take it’s toll after a while. A shooting star glimmered in the night sky. I noticed this one as it was incredibly bright. It got incredibly bright.