17 Chapter 17

Ronda called on Jason, who opened his recently closed eyes and looked at her. He then took off his headphones and listened to what she was saying.

"They want you to race the new guy," she said blankly. Jason looked up and saw Travis.

"Fine, let's see what he can do. Tell him to change. I don't want him complaining after he loses," he said with a deep voice.

Ronda just looked at him with a blank face. She wondered what this man was high on. He had just literally commanded her, and here she was trying to befriend the loner in their group. She walked off and gave Coach Bridget the request, after which she didn't bother returning to him.

Travis went back and changed his clothes. When he looked in the mirror, though, he saw his extremely shredded body. Everything looked just like a drawing—perfect. He was put into disbelief. He honestly needed to hide this or he'd be suspicious.

After getting changed, he went back to everyone. Everyone was shocked to see his perfect calves that looked like they were from an average superhero. His peaked-up arms had veins all around them, which made the girls on the team aroused.

'Wow, this kid is freakin' jacked. When did this happen?' She wondered. She couldn't remember anything about yesterday. She knew she had seen him and spoken to him, but she hadn't focused on his body, so she wasn't that shocked now that she thought about it more.

"Alright, it's just a quick 100-meter sprint and back. Get on the track," Coach Bridget instructed.

Jason and Travis went on the track and got into position. After she got them ready, she shouted, "Go!"

Travis was never to be seen again, but they suddenly saw him stopping at the finish line. After that, they saw him running back, and before they could think, he had finished the race.

'What just happened?!' Everyone thought at the same time. Ronda was shocked to the core. She didn't expect Travis to be this fast. In fact, she never thought a person could be this fast.

Everyone was stunned, and no one could say anything, including Jason, who was still in his starting position. Travis smiled, then walked back to the group. Coach Bridget came back from her shock and stared at Travis with pure wonder in her eyes.

"Wow, kid. So you were holding back yesterday?" she asked.

"No, not really. Now what do I do, huh?" Travis asked.

"Well, we'll be doing some exercises now, so could everyone return from their shock. Now get on, first do 20 full laps of suicides. Now start."

Full laps meant that it only counted when they were returning from the run. Travis went first and started doing the workout. He needed to if he was going to get more powerful. The others followed suit soon after, and the torture began, only for them, of course. Travis was perfectly fine.

(30 minutes later)

Break was over. They all needed to shower but had to wait for the first ones to finish, which were the girls. Travis, having an alternate option, didn't bother waiting. He entered the girls' bathroom and did his thing. Ronda, who had just returned from her extra workout, saw him enter.

'Where is that guy going? Is he some type of pervert or something?' Questions filled her mind, but she had no answers. So Ronda followed him in. She heard the sound of water trickling down in the showers. She took a peek and saw Travis standing as he bathed. Her eyes drifted all over his body. Travis was godly—he looked like he wasn't real, like he was on drugs. But it was all natural, even though it came from some routine.

'He's so hot. I wouldn't mind having him for the rest of my life,' she thought.

Travis turned back suddenly, due to his instincts. He saw Ronda standing there, and Ronda saw his cock moving left to right. The thick, long, meaty, and veiny rod looked extremely intimidating. She felt her whole body tremble just from its sight.

"Yo Ronda, wanna join me?" he asked.

She tried to get away, but Travis stopped her with these words: "You know, I remember back in high school you used to be so good. But now, it seems the tables have turned."

He was obviously just taunting her, and she knew that. But something inside of her made her brush that fact off. Ronda turned back to him, then slowly began to approach him. She stopped just before her body was touching his and stared into his eyes.

"Oh, I still think I'm the best. Just because you improved doesn't mean you're the main character who was cast out and for some reason gets powers to become better," she said.

"Wow, so you watch anime?" he asked. She nodded, then continued talking. "If you think you're better, why don't we wager?" she asked.

"On what?"

"The Regional Olympics are starting next week. Why don't we see who will get the most medals? The one who does will have the authority to make the other person do whatever they want," she smirked while saying this. Travis returned the smirk with his own.

"Well, that sounds great. Now, are you going to take a shower or just stay underneath one as we speak?" he asked.

She realized her position and blushed. Ronda went to the side and turned the water on.

"Don't bother looking. I'm not that hot like any of the girls here," she said. Ronda took off all her clothes, revealing her fit build. She didn't have very large breasts due to being an athlete, yet her ass was hella jiggly. The slightest movement made that ass clap. Travis had his eyes all over her. She was not only beautiful, but she also had an extremely nice body.

"Well, I don't think so," he said. She slowly turned towards Travis with a confused expression.

"What? Tell me you're lying," she said.

"I'm not. I think you're hot. I wouldn't mind tapping those cheeks, well, only if you agreed, of course," he said while laughing a bit.

"Luckily, I didn't agree. I mean, look at that thing. I'm a virgin, and I wouldn't like for my hymen to be broken twice," she said while chuckling a bit.

"But you know what they say, size doesn't determine the experience. Luckily, you have a skilled soldier," he said, also laughing.

He was also lying. He had never licked or even touched a vagina. Which is sad.

"We'll have to see about that. Also, you should come over to the pool. It's a great place to test your stamina," she said.

"Sure, I'll come by, probably on the weekend. I wonder if you'll regret telling me this when you lose."

"I don't think I will because I'll be the one winning."

"I guess we'll have to see about that"

Sharing the same interests strengthens the relationship, but having those same interests might also bore you. So Travis was going to have to have another talk with her, focusing on a different topic from what they originally clicked with. Is this a hard task? No, not really, but he was still going to plan it.