.work\\IT//out. [Demi]

[Amy Rider]

<sup>Amy had come to the gym to work out, but she had found the guys there fun to look at. Very fun. She couldn't handle her boy-craziness. It came in her bundled package of personality.

Blame the genes. She got on the treadmill that was nearest to her and started running. She was pretty fit to tell you the truth. She had been fit for almost all her life. She'd gone to workout with her brother at times.

She got off the treadmill and went to a punching bag. She punched at it and it went pretty far back. She wasn't one to brag but she was satisfied. She punched again.</sup>

[Demi&&Rubi]

Demi walked into the gym, her blonde ponytail swinging. She was wearing a black sports bra and gray sweats. Of course, she was turning heads. But, there were a few guys catching her eyes as well.

She found a treadmill, set down her bag, and placed her waterbottle labeled 'DEMI' in the cup holder. Her makeup was only mascara. She started at a jog.

Demi was fit - not manly - just fit.