19 December, 2008

Part 2

*we last left off at acceleration. which sucks if you do it too fast or slow. sorry. random comment.

Coach says we're doing fartlek, half minute full sprint. im not a big fan of fartlek but i DO know Jasper won't be able to keep up with me. "this guy is toast" i whisper to Jess. she is leading today. jess grins.

we take our places. just before the whistle blows, i throw Jasper a malicious grin. like i said, he is toast. 30 seconds is just long enough for me. we set off at a comfortable speed, intending to gain speed later on.

im shocked when he keeps up the whole 300m. in the next half minute, i go all out and try to over take him. we end up running neck to neck, each trying to out-run the other. at the end of the 30 seconds, i am exhausted, bending over and gasping for breath. he, on the other hand, is not even out of breath. he looks at me with mingled amusement and pity. "um...do you want to stop now?" he asks trying to keep from laughing. incensed, i throw him a look that can wither cornstalks. "lets just keep going okay?" i spit out, still trying to catch my breath. he shrugs just as the whistle blows.

"omg joy you look awful," comments Jess when we're in the toilet after training. i glance in the mirror and grimace. this was by far the worst training of my life. i say this to Jess and she tells me to shut up because i say that every friday.

Jess's handphone beeps. "Whoops! my mom's outside, i gotta go!" we wave goodbye and she sprints out the gates. that girl has too much energy. i hurry to pack my stuff in the spec stand. if i hurry i'll have time to buy Ribena or Ice Lemon Tea from the canteen before i walk home.

but it was not to be. when i turn around to run to the canteen i was face to face with Jasper Cullen. "you! go 'way," i snapped childishly. resentment burned in me after fartlek. he seemed amused. "its not funny!" i snapped. "you're dead next training. i demand a rematch." he finally laughed. "a rematch huh? okaye you're on. tomorrow at my house. we have a track. unless...you're not up for it...?" the hint of a challenge did the trick. "are you kidding? bring it on! tomorrow it is!" i stalked off in a huff, but deep down i wondered if i'd regret my decision.

THE END...TILL I COME UP WITH MORE RUBBISH TO WRITE ^^

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