BR Day 15 - The weirdness

“They’re up to something,” Lara murmurs to you at the fitness center. You’ve both just done some miles on treadmills. It’s too hot outside for serious cardio.

“Who?” you ask.

“Her,” she mutters, indicating with her eyes. You look through the windows. There’s a redhead out there in the hallway, near one of the water bottle stations. She’s filling her bottle. She’s on White Team, but you don’t know her at all. At a glance you could mistake her for yourself: she wears her hair in a braid instead of a ponytail, but it’s the same length as yours. Her skin tone isn’t so different from yours and she has a similarly slim, sporty build. She’s just a little shorter than you.

“White Team?” you say uncertainly. “What do you mean?”

“She’s been watching you,” Lara says, wiping her face with her towel.

“Not you?”

“You.”

“Are you sure?”

Weird. You never even noticed that girl before. She’s a captain, too. She’s a decent soccer player, not amazing, but she and her team have good synergy and teamwork. She always struck you as kind of tough and aloof.

“Maybe she wants to ask me how to do the perfect sexy ponytail,” you say jokingly, touching your hair.

But Lara’s not joking. She frowns at the girl’s back as she walks away, then she looks through another window into a yoga room, where Amelie is leading a small class of girls from various teams. You see Elena in there with her.

Lara shakes her head. “Something’s not right here,” she says.

“What do you mean?” you ask.

“Nothing.” She seems to snap out of it, reaches down and pinches your ass, making you jump, then tosses her towel over her shoulder and leaves. You roll your eyes. Lara’s always been weird with you. She’s good friends with Beth, which is weird, but… she’s like you. She has a penis and a certain appreciation of women. She’s a beauty in her slim, earthy way… you acknowledge that. But as for her? And how she feels about you? She doesn’t like you very much.

But she wants to fuck you. Like… you can’t not notice that. So it’s complicated.

After your workout, you’re up in the rotation for a massage, so you go to the spa. You breathe deeply and enjoy yourself as Amy rubs you down. A few weeks ago this would have been stressful and arousing. Now it’s still a little arousing, but not stressful. Amy’s seen boners before if you get one, and she doesn’t care. You have your underwear on anyway.

She has you roll onto your front, and she’s being a bit rough today.

“Yowch,” you say, unable to help yourself. She’s right above your glutes, just digging her thumbs into your back.

“Sorry,” she says, brushing her dark hair back. “I’m tense. I guess that’s ironic.”

Weird. Everyone’s tense.