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I do it for fitness, but I do it for so, I can run It’s a sick and twisted way to be, but I don’t know any other way I start light at a seven I jog it for ht I notice blue and red inuy next totoo I put it up to a nine and refocus s start to feel the press They love the stretch and the pressure of the slight sprint

My song changes and I put it up to a ten It’s the shortest of my intervals Only three-minutes at a ten Then back to a nine for five Then back to an eight for the rest of the run

The ten is challengingin a dark alley

They alainst the ceet closer

My legs start to burn but I push it harder

I snap out of it and look at the ti ten for four-minutes I drop it back to a nine It feels easy for the first s are so taxed that the lastat a nine are brutal I hit the slon button, als relax, they like running at an eight I notice soht ofto me I pull out my ear bud

"What?" I say breathlessly

"Are those Beats?" He’s breathless like me

I frown, "My tih, "Youinhis treadmill down He points to my ear-buds, "The buds-are they Beats? Dr Dre?"

I pull one of them from my ear and look at it "I think so"

"They’re sick, hey? I have the full ear ones So aweso with rin, "You run fast"

He laughs, "Not as fast as you Ifhalf your speed"

I open hs, "I didn’t s are short I mean like Oh fuck it" He says breathlessly and presses the cardiac arrest button to stop the treadmill, "I mean like you’re shorter than er So it’s easier"

I laugh and slow mine to a three so I can stroll next to hiet aith that"

He wipes the sweat off his red face and wipes it on his pants "Thanks Sebastian Hollinger" He holds the sweaty hand out My nose wrinkles when I look at it

He laughs and puts his hand away

I bitewith like …"

"So you with them Yeah, everyone does Sorry about that"

I s, "E smile I’ve ever seen My heart almost stops Dark-sweaty hair, round-sweaty shoulders, thick-sweaty biceps, straight teeth, an areen I alrounded "Nice to meet you" I say softly

He smiles A lot I like that His smile broadens when he talks, "You too Emalyn I’ve never heard that name before? Where’s it come from?"

I hate the questions about my name It always comes up I shake my head and push the heart attack button too, "No clue" The treade shoulders, "Cool"

I want hiain but I haven’t been around a ton of boysaround I can count the boys I’ve flirted with

"You from here?" I ask

He shakes his head, "No I’ ways away" I don’t want to say it but I do "I’m from New Mexico" I wait for it I know it’ll start questions, it always does Questions I don’t like answering

He frowns, "Wow, you’re really pale and blonde?"

I laugh, "And blue eyes and no accent I’m not Mexican I don’t think even half the population is Mexican or Hispanic It’s just a regular state You know regular percentages of regular people You know, regular being a little bit of everyone"

He closes his eyes and shakes his head, "Yikes I didn’t mean to sound like I’m a Klan member Jeeze I ined New Mexico arh and smile, "Wow You are actually worse at this than I aet I’ve never tanned well"

His red face loosens up a bit, "This is horrid I’m way cooler than this, I swear Can we just start over?"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>