Maddy's pov
I changed into my clothes and grabbed a water from the fridge. Logan came down wearing basketball shorts and a lacrosse tournament shirt. All the guys come down in work out clothes. We pile into the car and drive to a gym. There's not many people in here. All the guys go to lift weights and do competitions. Even Logan. I go to a treadmill. I run and listen to music. I keep a steady pace for about 15 minutes until I feel my self dripping sweat. I turn off the treadmill. I grab my water and sit on the floor and stretch a bit. Still listening to music. I feel someone tap my shoulder. I pull out a headphone. I turn around to see dad.
"Oh hi." I say.
"Having fun?" He asks.
"Yeah. I'm really enjoying this." I say.
"Good. Then we'll come here more often then." He says chuckling.
"Okay." I say.
"Oh the personal trainer wants to see you." Dad says.
"Okay. Where?" I ask.
"That back room there." He says pointing to a door.
"Okay. See you in a little." I say walking to the door. I knock on it.
"Come in." I hear a male voice say.
"Hi. My dad told me you wanted to see me?" I ask.
"Yeah. Hi. My name is Zak. I'll be your personal trainer." He says.
"I'm Maddy. But I guess you already know that." I say.
"Yeah. So were just gonna talk today." He says.
"Okay. What first?" I ask.
"We'll I'm just gonna ask some personal kinda health related questions." He says.
"Okay." I reply.
"So first how old are you?" He asks.
"I'm 15." I say.
"Wow. That's the youngest person here. Okay. How tall are you?" He asks.
"I'm 5'5." I say.
"Okay. How much do you weigh?" He asks writing all the stuff down.
"About 115." I say.
"Okay. Thus is an awkward one but. First period?" He asks. I blush a little.
"Ummmm. 12." I say.
"Okay. Sorry. I've just gotta know." He says.
"It's okay. But how old are you?" I ask.
"I'm 17. Yeah. My dad cam here when I was little. They had little work out classes for kids. He owns this place so. I work here. He taught me everything about being a trainer." He says.
"Wow." I say.
"Okay. Now your dad told me that you were accepted for Boys varsity track. Am I right?" He asks.
"Yeah." I say.
"Wow that's pretty rare." He says.
"I know. I didn't even try out."I say.
"Then you must be good at running." He says.
"I guess so." I say.
"So what days and times are good for you?" He asks.
"Any day about 5 or so." I say.
"Okay then. How about Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturday mornings?" He asks.
"Okay. On Saturdays I can come at like 7:15?" I ask.
"Okay. Perfect." He says.
"Okay then." I say.
"Now let's go see you run on the treadmill." He says.
"Okay." I say smiling. Zak is quite attractive if I do say so myself.
I start off on a low setting. Then gradually increase the speed. I run for almost 20 minutes before I turn it off.
"Your quite the runner." He says.
"Thanks." I say.
"Your also quite cute when you run." He says.
"Thanks." I say.
"Here's my number if anything happens with your training." He says handing me a piece of paper.
"Okay will do. Thank you." I say walking away to find the guys.
"How was your workout and training?" Dad asks.
"Very good." I say.
"I'm glad you are enjoying this." He says.
"Me too. Thanks." I say.
"So that trainer guy? Hmm?" Logan says teasing me.
"Logan." I say slapping his arm.
"I could see it now." He says.
"Dad Logan's being mean!" I say like a little girl.
"Logan what did we talk about!" Dad says jokingly.
"Fine." Logan says crossing his arms.
"So who won the weight lifting contest?" I ask.
"Me!" Tony says.
"Wow turtle." I say.
"Yeah. I mean I don't really lift." He says sarcastically. He flexes.
"Oh tony." I say.
We pile unto the car and go home. I shower and when I get out I hear dad talking to mike.
"... I think I might wanna have Logan live with us forever." Vic says.
"The go ahead. Kellin told me he would love for him to be your son." Mike says.
"You should do it." I say. I crack my head out the door.
"Okay. I'll go talk to him." Vic says.
"Okay. I'm gonna go in the basement." Mike says.
I go into my room which is next to Logan's room. I change into some black leggings and a SWS crew neck. I grab socks because I hate not wearing socks. I over hear Logan scream yess. I smile. I have a brother. Logan comes in and hugs me and lifts me up. I'm completely shocked. He puts me down and I give him a hug and whisper in his ear: hi brother. I let go and he leaves my room with a smile. I guess he never knew what it was like to have siblings. I had step siblings once. But that was when I was 6. I hear my phone go off. I look at a text from Zak.
Z: heyyy.
M: what's up?
Z: thinking of you.
M: really?
Z: yeah your super cute.
M: nah.
Z: yes you are.
M: if u say so
Z: we should chill sometime.
M: yeah
Z: and ur brother could be friends with my sister.
M: how'd u know he's my brother?
Z: the way u guys acted before you left. Lol XD
M: stalking me now?
Z: no. Gtg. Parents need me
M: lol ok.
I walk down the stairs to the kitchen. Dad and the guys were there. Except for Logan. They are all talking.
"Maddy!" Tony says hugging me.
"Turtle!" I say back.
"Maddy we need to talk." Dad says sternly.
"Okay..?" I say.
"Okay. We are going on a 3 day business trip. We're leaving you and Logan here alone. We're trusting you. We are leaving tomorrow morning." He says.
"Okay." I say.
"Logan knows. We told him earlier." Dad says.
"Okay. We're gonna go pack our stuff." He says.
I nod and go upstairs.
IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE:
Okay hi. This might be really bad. But I wanna change the main characters name. Idk. Comment names and if I should change it.
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Vic Fuentes is My Dad
FanfictionMadeleine Fuentes. Just a normal 15 year old. But not really. She isn't like normal 15 year olds. She lives with her brother she never had Kol. They live in a small apartment. They both like the same music.
