Gym Skills Blue Ash Novels & Stories

“What about all of you?” “Ashley does ballet,” Ella said, pointing to Ashley. “That’s where the long limbs and excellent posture come from. Unlike me, who stomps around ungracefully with beefy gymnastics limbs.” She lifted her strong arms and leaned side to side in demonstration, like she was some kind of monster, before collapsing against Ashley and laughing. “It’s been a running joke since we were kids,” Ashley explained, rolling her eyes. “Pointing out the differences between us since ballet and gymnastics are so different.”

The days in the mansion had started to blur together, but school remained its own kind of battlefield. Ashley sat on the bleachers during her free period, pretending to read a book while her eyes kept drifting to the training below, Ryder dominated the practice like he dominated everything else in his life. He moved with grace, powerful thighs pushing him across the ice in explosive bursts, his hockey jersey clung to his broad shoulders and back, damp with sweat, every time he slammed into an opponent during drills, the sound echoed through the arena.

she said with no enthusiasm "Hey, come on. It's not that boring. You enjoy my company," he remarked with a cryptic smile on his face. Ashley couldn't help but sense something off about his statement. But she didn't react. Only responded by rolling her eyes that earned her a throaty chuckle from him. Sure handsome but not as much as.......never mind They set out for the backyard to resume their rigorous training. "This week we are going to learn punching and blocking. Put your right fist in front......" Jack instructed her into a desirable posture.

The one from the blue team pushed Cassian and someone shoved him down from the back. “That’s bullying,” she said with a frown. “What is?” Marianne asked her. Julianne knew most people won’t see it because the blue team planned it so meticulously. The ball was already in the possession of the blue team and she could see them passing it to each other till they got to the red team post and then scored their first goal. Shouts and chants went up from the bleachers and Julianne frowned at the situation. “This isn’t a game of fairness,” she muttered and continued watching.

"I will tell him what I need to, you don't have to do anything, it's not my fault Ava, I have not stopped thinking about him since the day he dropped you off, I don't even mind if end up rejecting me, but I have to tell him how I feel," "Oh, poor Ash, I understand my love." I patted her back and held her arm as we walked out of the studio. Ashley is my closest colleague, she's a gymnastics instructor at our studio, she is one year older than me and has a killer slender body build. Her long raven black hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her heart-shaped face and highlighting her bright, sparkling emerald eyes.

She exclaimed excitedly causing Ashely to blush, hiding her face in her palms. “Have you seen him?” Ashely asked scanning around for a glimpse of Alan. “I haven't seen him but I think he should be in the gym. Go and call him so we can eat” His mom said to her, setting the food on the dining table. “Okay, I will be back shortly,” Ashely said and headed towards the gym area. She had never been to his gym before and she was anticipating how it looked. She pushed the door and walked in searching for Alan, she saw him by the side of the gym shirtless and lifting a weight, she watched his muscles contract and relax from the action, totally forgetting to take in the aesthetics of the gym.

We adults were seated in a booth that looked like a huge teacup, while the kids were playing. Gray was climbing up the monkey bars, hanging upside down, his hair a mess. He had a group of kids with him, and I could tell he was already boasting about his ability to hang upside down. Ash still had that infection on his leg, so the only thing he could do was play on those racing machines. He didn’t mind, in fact, he seemed to enjoy it. He was playing with some kids too. Even Blue seemed like he was enjoying himself. He was near the wall that had numbers you can flip over in what looked like a calculator. He kept repeating the process, making equations up inside of his head.

Slowly Ash goes away muttering to himself. The next two days fly past; we learn how to fight with swords and to protect ourselves with shields. Then on the last day we go over everything we have learnt. Were both good at different things, Ash is good at hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting. He can also run well but I can keep up with him so we called it even. I’m good at throwing knives and shooting with the bow. This is good because we have a variety of things we can use for protection. While ‘saying goodbye Riley comes out with some gifts

she chuckled and shook her head We got into my sports car and zoomed off,Penelope was cool,she sang to the songs that came on. If Alexis wasn't on my mind i would have given her a chance We got to Ash's house and went inside and straight into the game room knowing that he'd probably be there and he was,he was there with Brian I entered the peach colored room and found both playing WWE 2k19 and paused it as Ash spotted me and hit Brian with his hand on his chest

The silence stretched, taut as a bowstring. Ashley trained every morning now. Damien taught her the short sword first, quick and brutal, suited to close quarters. Clara joined them some days, her style more fluid, more elegant. The three of them sparred in the small inner yard behind the keep, breath fogging, blades flashing. Ashley learned fast, driven by the need to prove she belonged not just in the solar or at Damien’s side but in the places where blood was shed. Gideon watched once from an archway, arms folded. When they finished he approached.