73. GYM.

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GABRIELLA'S POV:

I checked the time on my phone. It was 08:56am. After twenty minutes of a mental debate whether or not I should go to the gym, I decided on the former.

Last night I looked at myself and saw I was getting a bit....fat. I really don’t mind being fat to be honest, I just wanna work on my tummy and that's all. Even though people are bullied because of their fatness, I personally feel they are people with an underrated beauty.

You can argue with your mother fucking trollish keyboard for all I care.

I kept on wondering if Dré likes fat girls......na, I don't think so. He prefers all those girls that look like supermodels and some other shit, like Chloe!

Ughhhhh.......I hate that girl so much.

She's always pestering around him.

"André let's go to the Cafeteria!"

"André let's go for class!"

"André let's ditch Spanish class!"

'André this! Andre that!'

Ughhhhhh!!!!!!

And the worst part of everything is that André obeys to her every command.

I wonder if he'll obey her if she says something fatal like,

"Hey Andy, let's go to Hawaii and jump into Mount Kilauea. That would be fun, right?!"

Damn that girl!

I don't know if she plans it or what, that when she does this, I'm always there. It's either I'm at my locker taking my books and that's when he wants to take his books too, or during Spanish Class or when I'm in the elevator, or the senior building parking lot.

It's so damn frustrating!

I hate her so much.

With that her flirtatious smile she's always giving André while showing off her perfect manicured fingernails when ever she's talking. That long black hair that shone in the sun. Ughhhh! She makes me feel so inferior about myself.

As I woke up, I just felt like going to the gym. I could have just walked to the home gym in the mansion but I thought, naaaaahhh, let me just go out this morning. I decided on going to King's Gym. The place where André was the other day.

I was on the treadmill with it set on nine mph, I was running

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I was on the treadmill with it set on nine mph, I was running. My eyes were fixed on the TV that was opposite me. I was shocked when I saw André and this other very cute guy in black suits.

A woman then appeared. She probably was a newscaster.

She spoke with a New Jersian accent.  "And now for business news." She cleared her throat. 'Monday night at the annual groundbreaking Madvilan International Business Gala held in Manhattan, New York was surely exquisite and filled with the high and mighty. Isn't that right Ken?" She said to her colleague in glasses whilst facing him.

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