Escape my ruthless past.

Chapter Three

As I walked towards the gym where the tryouts were being held, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. I was nervous about not knowing what to expect, but at the same time, I was excited to take on this new challenge. I had always been fascinated by the speed and agility of track athletes, and I was curious to see if I had what it took to join their ranks.

As I entered the gym, I was greeted by the sound of loud music and the chatter of students warming up. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, and made my way to the registration desk. After signing in, I was given a number and told to join the group of students gathered near the track.

Coach Thompson, a tall, imposing figure with a kind smile, introduced himself and explained the tryout process. We would be doing a series of drills and sprints to test our speed, agility, and endurance. I looked around at the other students, some of whom looked like they had been training for years. I felt a twinge of doubt, but I pushed it aside and focused on the task at hand.

The next hour was a blur of sweat, effort, and adrenaline. We ran, jumped, and sprinted our way through the drills, with Coach Thompson barking out encouragement and criticism in equal measure. I was surprised by how much I enjoyed the physical challenge and how natural it felt to push myself to my limits.

When the tryouts finally came to an end, Coach Thompson gathered us around him once again. "Great job, everyone," he said, his voice dripping with enthusiasm. "We'll post the team roster on the school website by tomorrow morning. Good luck, and thanks for coming out!"

I walked out of the gym, feeling exhilarated and exhausted. I couldn't wait to tell Rose all about it at our next class.

As I stepped out of the gym after an intense workout, I crashed into what felt like a brick wall. I stumbled but felt a strong arm grab hold of me, preventing me from falling. I looked up and saw that it was Jax, the guy I had been talking to earlier before our class. "Oh, um, Jax, I'm so sorry," I apologized, still a bit disoriented from the collision.

"Watch where you're going," His deep voice says, but there was a hint of irritation in his tone that I didn't expect. I watched him walk away, his broad shoulders disappearing into the crowd of students. I was taken aback, as he had been so nice earlier when we were talking about our gym class. I couldn't understand why he had suddenly changed his attitude towards me.

I made my way back to the changing room, still puzzled by Jax's behaviour. As I changed out of my gym clothes, I realized that I had completely forgotten that our next class was also gym. I sighed, still trying to shake off the frustration from my encounter with Jax.

"How was it?" I hear a voice squeal behind me. I turned around to see Rose with a bright smile on her face.

"Well, I loved it, but I'm unsure if I'm good enough to get in," I replied honestly.

"Rose, do you have a laptop?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Do wolves have fangs? Of course, why do you ask?" she replied, chuckling.

"Their posting the results in the morning, and I wondered if I could borrow yours to check," I explained. Rose nodded, promising to bring her laptop to school tomorrow.

As I left the changing room, I couldn't help but feel a little better. Talking to Rose had taken my mind off of Jax and his strange behaviour. I knew I had to let it go and focus on what really mattered - doing my best in gym class and hopefully securing a spot on the team.

As I walked into the gym with Rose, I was taken aback by what I saw. There, in front of me, were not one or two, but three people who looked exactly like Jax. I couldn't believe my eyes. I had no idea that Jax was a triplet.

Rose must have noticed the expression of shock and confusion on my face because she started giggling uncontrollably. "Oh s**t, I forgot to tell you," she said, still laughing. "Jax is a triplet." I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Despite my surprise, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity as I looked at the three Jaxes. They all had the same hair colour, facial features, and build. It was almost eerie how identical they were. I wondered if they had the same personality traits or if they were all unique in their own ways.

As we approached them, I noticed that they seemed to be in the middle of a heated argument. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but it was clear that there was some tension between them. I wondered if this was a common occurrence or if this was a rare instance of disagreement.

As the gym lesson was underway, Rose and I were busy doing our laps while the boys engaged in some sort of sparring. I found myself constantly staring at them, unable to take my eyes off their energetic movements. Suddenly, I was knocked to the ground, causing a sharp pain to shoot up my spine.

A group of girls ran past me, laughing and joking with each other. One of them, a girl with brown hair and loose curls, a full face of makeup, and a body that many would envy, turned back and said, "Watch where you're going." She then ran off, joining her friends in their laughter.

Rose quickly pulled me to my feet, expressing her concern, "Don't worry about them, they're just a bunch of bitches." I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and embarrassment wash over me. I didn't appreciate being knocked to the ground, and I certainly didn't appreciate the girl's rude comment.

However, I knew that Rose was right. Getting involved in a confrontation with them would only make things worse. So, I took a deep breath and continued with the gym lesson, trying to put the incident behind me. But, I couldn't shake off the feeling of annoyance that was building up inside of me. I decided to focus on my own performance and block out the distractions around me.

As the lesson came to an end, I couldn't help but glance in the direction of the group of girls. They were still laughing and joking around, seemingly unbothered by the impact they had on me. I made a mental note to stay away from them in the future.