His Spiryt (August Alsina)

Chapter One

I don't have a bucket list, but my fucket list is a mile long.

19 years ago...
Spiryt in the mm

August

"Can you drive any slower, man?" Chris mumbled from the passenger seat.

"What are in such a rush fa? When we go to the gym, you not even work out, you just sit and stare at ass all day." I retorted.

He rolled his eyes and looked out the window, only to see we just pulled up into the parking lot.

He mumbled a finally before hopping out of the cart and jogging inside. I turned off the car, grabbed my phone and hopped out.

Inside, I was met with the smell of sweat and the sounds of grunting and machines squeaking as they moved.

I looked at the reception desk and saw the receptionist handing Chris a water bottle in cellophane rap. "Thanks baby." He winked at her and walked back over to me.

"Is that what you rushed my ass over here for? A damn water bottle?" I groaned and walked towards the machine area.

"Obviously, nigga. With my membership, I get a free water bottle if I come everyday for one week."

I ignored the dumb ass beside me and decided to head over to the treadmills, because honestly, why the hell am I here? I started up one of the treadmills and pulled my headphones out to plug them in.

When I put them in, I started with a slow jog.

Not even five minutes later, the machine key was pulled by a tan hand and I tripped as I tried to catch my balance. "What the fuck?!" I barked at the asian girl in front of me. She didn't looked fazed at all and rolled her eyes. "I was calling you for last two minutes. So I had my friend come and get you." Chris said as he jogged up being her.

"Ion even know you." She said.

I watched her wrinkle her nose until the wind chime on the door alerted us of someone entering.

I looked over at the door since it seemed to catch Chris' attention too and a girl stepped in.

She was wearing black yoga pants that had the oh so irritating word, "Pink", on it, even tho they were clearly black, with a light blue tank top, over her darker pink sports bra that printed through her top.

her pants showed off her thick thighs and ass while  her top brought out her titties and the small pudge in her stomach.

She walked up to the desk, where she also received a water bottle.

"Aye, shawty know wassup." Chris said, rubbing his hands while the girl beside us scoffed.

She came around and scanned the room before she waved in our direction and started walked over with her hands outstretched. I started to street out my arms and pulled them back when the asian girl walked in front off me and crushed the girl in a hug.

"Bitch, you took too long." She mumbled and pulled the girl away to the yoga mats.

"Pfft, you thought you was getting a hug.' Chris laughed.

I rolled my eyes and put the key back in the hole and started jogging again.

Until Chris pulled it out again.

"Fucking hell, man!" I shouted as I gripped the railing.

"Her friend went to the bathroom. Go make a move." he shoved me off of the treadmill and I reluctantly walked over to the yoga mats.