Zoe was doing some more elaborate version of push-ups out in the field, while I followed her directions on doing some ‘easy’ push-ups.
“You need to train like this every day if you want to improve,” Zoe noted as I collapsed after doing only fifteen push-ups while she was on her 50th. The woman was strong. Her biceps were like compressed mountains. It was really hard to stop staring at something so majestic.
I huffed from the ground. “I’m aware. It’s just so hard.”
I was at least glad that none of the other students were even remotely interested in working out after lunch, so Zoe and I had pretty much the whole school grounds to ourselves.
“Did you end up seeing what’s in those sheds, or whatever they are?” I asked, looking off into the distance from my spot on the ground.
“We didn’t
