The sophomore and me, an older guy (CHapter 1)
Summer 2018 I’m Dylan, 22 and just starting to fill in and look more like a young man. I’m 6 ft but I decided to start working out because I always had a smaller frame. Thankfully, my mother, the cheer coach works at the high school in town and has a key to the weight room which is great for me since I’ve always been self conscious about my skinny frame. However, I had started putting on muscle and looking much better. One summer evening: I’ve started to put on some mass and feeling much better about myself. One Wednesday evening, around 5, as I’m working out, the principle walks in. It wasn’t uncommon to see him since he keeps in pretty good shape. I was a good, quiet kid in high school and with …