Macy groaned, slamming her hand down on her ringing alarm clock. She threw her covers off her body, the cold hair hitting her hard causing small goosebumps. She yawned and stood slowly in her pajama shorts and her white v-neck. Macy looked over to her desk due to the buzzing of her cell phone. It was her dad.
Hey pumpkin, it's you dad. I got an email from your private teacher, seems as if you're growing up to fast. Have you been working out lately? If not, I know a few places you can go starting today. I want to see my baby girl fit like her dad. I suggest going down the street a block or two, a new dojo style place opened up. Talk to you later. -Dad
Macy couldn't help but laugh to herself. That sure was her dad. She crossed her arms and stood for a few seconds then smiled, changing into a black sports bra and black leggings. She sat down and slipped on her tennis shoes then grabbed a waterbottle, towel, and an apple then headed out the door. She walked for a couple of minutes down the street before coming to the place her dad had mentioned. Macy looked in the window for a second, eyeing a guy already there. Macy sighed and opened the door and stepped inside.
"Hello?"