Kiefer

Kiefer, the exchange student from Germany. Known to be uncultured but he's handsome like a model. He's muscular and like every other german on the media, girls and gays are starring at his bulge. He's seen most of the time at the same local gym I'm in, if not there he's usually at the beach showing of his body. He's rude at many times and then blames his german culture for acting the way he does. The person who hates him the most is also the unlucky one to be his last "love", or at least the last one he ever love.

It all started at the gym where he saw me for the first time. He pretended to take his phone and call a friend and then spoke in german. Saying things like "She's the prettiest foreigner I've seen" and that he wants to "make love alive again". It disgusted me and then he approached me which almost made me puke on the inside. He tried to act cool and every lady around loved it, everyone except for me. I just said "Learn some proper English and how to fake a phone call properly" in german before he even got to say the first sentence to me. He shouted "How come you understand german?" and I just answered "I took a few courses".

Next day it appeared that he was in the same P.E group as me which I for sure "loved". He caught a glimpse of me and ran to my seat. He stood there trying to think through what to say to me. Before he even got the chance I said "So I guess you stayed at the gym after I left". He smiled at me and said "Of course, need to impress the other laddies. Most of them aren't as gorgeous as you though" and gave me a wink. We had a long discussion about training since that was the only thing that was interesting enough for us both to talk about. I got to know his non-jerk side which was almost non-existent. The more we spoke, the more I started to like him. It ended up being a lovely talk before we had to leave for our next lesson.

After my last lesson of the day Amanda came to me mad. She asked me where Marcus were and why I haven't been attending the club meetings recently. I wasn't sure anymore, I believe he's dead but I can't prove anything. The explosion could've been anything. I just said "I don't know, he's been really distant lately" which was true if he would've been alive. In fact, he hasn't been online on his social medias unless he's been doing alternative accounts. The more I thought about the more I got worried. Amanda looked at me, still mad but then she started to soften up. I turned around and saw Kiefer. He was looking at me and then said "Shall we go?" I simply said "Yes" and then we left.

He didn't have a car so we took a jog to the gym. When we arrived I said "I want to go home but keep on training hard". He smiled at me and then said "I will take your weights for you" and then winked at me. This time it was cuter and he was more laid back now. I left and jogged home. It took me 10 minutes before I was home and it felt refreshing. I did my homework and then before sleeping I started to think about this whole day and Kiefer. It felt like I was starting to like Kiefer, I wouldn't admit love, but it's definitely a change of opinion. As I woke up, I ate breakfast, put my makeup on and left to school. When I opened the door a lot of girls started to look at me. Some whispered to each other. One person came to me and gave me the latest school-paper and the headline said "Exchange-student Suffocated at Gym" and on the picture was Kiefer. He fell back and the weights he had suffocated him since they were too heavy for him to lift. I guess he really meant it when he said "I will take your weights for you".