But first uni

*BBBRRRING BBBRRRRING* The annoying sound of your alarm clock wakes you up. You groan as you realise the weekend is over and its time to get back to early rising for gym. You quickly grab clothes, your favourite tiny shorts were seeing a lot of use and you contemplate getting a few more pairs as you pull them up. You throw a museli bar in your mouth and head out the door. You arrive at the gym on time, safe from any extra punishment.

You've actually made sensational time and you are about ten minutes early. You notice Bec is already here but neither of the two other girls. You move over to the warm up area and join her in some dynamic stretches.

“Hey, how you feeling this morning following your first win in over a year.”

She smiles but shakes her head “Maybe there was a bit of celebrating but realistically it just got me more hyped for the season. They were actually a middle of the pack team last year and we killed them. We could actually do well.”

“Awesome, I'm keen to kick ass.” You're pretty keen to get started and the hype is certainly building within the team.

Her eyes then drop as she continues, “Oh yeah and thanks for your advice with the other stuff, umm I'm glad I listened to you and didn't blow up at him.”

“No worries, I've known him for a while so he's pretty easy to read. Also free second piece of advice, if you are going to fuck in the clubhouse make sure either everyone has left or the door is locked.” You smile sweetly at her just to rub it in a little.

Her eyes widen as she realises what you've said. “Oh, umm well its just... Oh hey guys me and Isabel were just warming up, come join.”

Scarlett and Flick save Bec from having to continue the conversation, luckily for her. The session continues as normal with a lot of squats and deadlifts. Unfortunately for you it stops fairly abruptly. You finish your last set of Romanian dead lifts making sure you give Scarlett your best bent over ass wiggle at the bottom of the rep when you hear some whispering followed by giggling behind you.

“Okay girls that's a wrap good session and you two are done.” You turn around and see Bec addressing the pair of gigglers and you're pretty sure something's up.

“Unfortunately Isabel, Flick and Scarlett did remind me that you were late to gym on Friday and that you skipped your punishment.”

“But, that's bullshit Friday was ages ago. It was yoga day.” You whinge, not liking where this is going.

“Sorry short shorts, you're gonna suffer and I'm gonna stand right here and love every second.” Flick, clearly impressed with herself, is looking very smug at your plight.

“Bec I think she should finish with 10 minutes of **** bike sprints.” Her smile only grows as she continues talking. “I reckon 15 calories a minute for 10 minutes and if she fails she has to start again.”

“Whoa whoa lets pump the breaks a bit, we've just finished a legs session.” You are grasping at straws but you try to whinge anyway.

“That's a good point 15 is a lot, hmm 12 calories it is.” Bec claps her hands as your fate is sealed.

You mope your way over to the **** bike and spin the pedals a few times. “Worst piece of fucking equipment in the gym.” you mumble to no one in particular.

“Ready and go!” Bec counts you in and you start.

The first 4 minutes are manageable. You keep a good pace and finish with about 18 seconds to go. The next 3 rounds your buffer slowly slips away and you can feel your legs starting to give up the fight. You finish your 7th round with only 7 seconds rest before the next, sweat is pouring off you at this point and you are struggling

“Come on Issy. You can do it.” You look up and see Scarlett cheering for you and the ever smug face of Flick.

You grit your teeth and promise yourself if you get through the next 4 rounds you are going to sort that bitch out. You **** your way through round 8 with 4 seconds left on the clock and pretty much try to go straight into round nine. You legs are starting to cramp and you feel like throwing up but then you hear a voice midway through the round.

“Imagine how easy this would be if you didn't have those ginormous lumps of fat on your chest weighing you down.”

You cant bring yourself to respond, you can only pedal and fortunately your body seems to rouse itself. Pushing harder you make it through minute nine and get into the last minute. You stare agonisingly as the calories move so slowly, your legs scream at you but you wont let yourself be beaten, you have two more calories to go as the timer hits 55 seconds. You put everything you have left in and breathe a sigh of relief as you watch the 11.9 counter tick over to 12 as your final minute ends.

“Fuck, I through she'd die for sure.” You hear Flick as Bec and Scarlett give you an obligatory high 5 and you climb off the bike.

“Come on Flick you owe Issy a high five as well.” Scarlett attempts to get her to congratulate you as you stagger forward struggling to stay on your feet.

“Pfft, no way, I'm pretty sure she didn't even make it and you guys are just being nice.” She turns around and goes to walk away when you see your opportunity.

*SMACK* you bring your very sweaty hand down hard on her backside and the sound rings out through the gym.

“Argh, fuck me, this butt slapping!” She takes a deep breath and you're pretty sure you see her bite her bottom lip. “Fucking bitch, this is not over.” She doesn't deliver that line with any sort of authority and walks off.

“Haha she deserved that. Anyway ladies I'll see you at training tomorrow.” Bec smiles and walks off as well.

You hobble over to the stretching area and pretty much collapse onto the ground your legs completely giving out under you as they succumb to fatigue.

“I'm so proud of you, I thought you were never gonna make that last minute.” Scarlett beems at you as she begins her stretch down next to you.

You have no energy to respond so she continues. “Just make sure you aren't too tired for our date tonight, I'd be so disappointed if you couldn't perform.” She crosses her arms just below her chest creating a deep valley of cleavage and pouts for emphasis.

“Oh don't even start, you know if you make comments about my stamina you'll regret it. I'll pick you up from your room tonight and we'll go get dinner and we can stay out or head back to someone's room.”

“Ooo should we just get started right here then?” She raises an eyebrow.

The gym is quiet but it would be risky, you narrow your eyes “Well, go on...”

She quickly looks around the gym then drops down to you and gives you a quick kiss. “Hmm nah, you gotta work harder than that to get into my panties. You'll have to wait.” She finishes her stretching then gets up, blows you another kiss and walks off.

“Hmph...Make me wait.” You mumble, admiring how nice her ass looks in that pair of leggings as she walks away.

You continue to stretch very slowly just trying to will your body to get some energy back. Eventually after a lot of suffering you pull yourself up off the floor and into the showers. Sadly all the others have left and there's no fun to be had so you quickly get changed and head to class.

The rest of the day goes incredibly quickly, spending most of Biology just recovering and continuing to sleep through skill foundations, with the only thing to wake you being the announcement of results of the assessment being released.

With a small amount of apprehension you log onto the uni website and check your results. You slowly scroll down to your name and... 52/60.... “FUCKING YES” You don't actually say it out loud but in your head you celebrate. Even though it was a fairly easy assignment you still feel that any good result is worth celebrating, even if it is only in your own head.

You smile your way through the rest of the session, you energy renewed by your good results.