you arrive to the gym for your weekend workout, the shitty pop music hums softly in your ears as you leave the changeroom to go warm up. it's your regular time, so you recognize and wave to the usual suspects. the nice old man who somehow is always on the treadmill, the yoga moms heading into their studio, a few other highschool kids. one thing does catch your eye though,a commotion by the dumbbells, 3 girls are surrounding and chatting with Ty, your pseudo gym crush. he's cute, and has helped you with your form before.. but it's not like you're at all bothered by trying to woo him.. really just sumn nice to look at, ya know?

he notices you too, although he seems happy, it's impossible to tell on his blank unchanging face. He points at you and appears to say something to the girls, then begins making his way over after sliding out between 2 of them. you begin to catch his words as he gets closer...

"that's her.. my girlfriend.. sorry y'all."

his voice rings out like a deep drawl, he makes eye contact with you as he comes over and almost hides behind you, however possible that is, Ty is quite large... he whispers in your ear before turning back to the group of girls who now stand in front of you.

"just go with it.. I need help"

you look up to find the group of girls unhappy.. slightly judgy even, Ty squeezes on your shoulder, trying to seem as close and in love as possible. the girls seem skeptic, regardless of the fact that they know you're pretty and have a far better chance with him, maybe it's just the delusion speakin to em... maybe its envy..