Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas (Rewrite)

Chapter 8: Nines & AK's

CJ woke up the next morning to get dressed, and as he was on his way to the dresser, he heard his cellphone on the dresser ring. CJ grabbed it to answer it.

"Yeah?" CJ answered.

"Hey, CJ, it's Sweet," he heard his brother say over the phone.

"Hey, whassup?" CJ greeted.

"If you don't respect your body, ain't nobody gonna respect you," Sweet told him over the phone. "You're too skinny, CJ! You need to pack on some muscle!"

"If I wanted nagging, I'd buy a clockwork wife!" CJ replied.

"Just looking out for you, homie," Sweet told him. "It's all show and respect, y'know?"

"Yeah, I guess," CJ muttered.

"There's a gym I go to a couple of blocks out from the Grove," Sweet told him. "Go check it out and get yo'self a gangsta's physique."

"I'll scope it out," CJ said. "Later, man."

So CJ decided to dress up in a tank-top and red gym shorts. He wore his black sneakers, stored his cellphone inside his pocket, and headed downstairs.

CJ exited the front door and went to his garage to get his bike. He hopped onto his bike and pedaled down the street. It was a nice sunny morning outside, and the wind blew slowly and smoothly through CJ as he rode down the street. He finally made it to the gym down the street in Ganton and parked his bike up front.

As CJ walked inside, he saw that the gymnasium included a boxing ring with boxers sparring, a treadmill, a bench press, and so dumbbells. CJ decided to start with the dumbbells. He was still too skinny to lift any heavier, so he decided to just start with the 10 lbs instead. He knew he wasn't ready for heavier dumbbells, but he didn't want to use ones that were too light either. He did 5 reps of ten, taking a break every twenty seconds. He also did some push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, and some bench felt himself getting stronger as he worked out harder.

CJ also took boxing lessons from a professional trainer. He knew that if he was ever going to survive in the streets, he would have to learn how to fight. Streetfighting was much different from boxing. So CJ learned how to throw different punches and moves. It took him some time to get used to it, but after a while, he was getting the hang of it. Soon, CJ had mastered the amateur boxing lessons, and it would take him time to go advance.

After a full hour of working out, CJ decided to take a break for the day, He was feeling rather sore and wanting to rest. So he walked out of the gym and hopped onto his bicycle, riding away back home.

Shit! he thought. I never knew how vigorous this working out shit was! I could've did this shit back in Liberty.

CJ made it back into his house and walked inside. He decided to take a rest for a while and watch a little television. On television was The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, which CJ got a lot of laughs from.

The hours had passed, and CJ looked at the clock. It was now 7:59 PM. So he decided to see what Sweet and the other guys were up to. CJ walked out of the house and walked over top Sweet's house. He looked around the street to find the afternoon sky was tinted with blazing orange colors. As he finally made it to the front door, he saw that the door was opened and walked inside.

Inside, Big Smoke and Sweet were playing dominoes on the table, with beer bottle sitting on the table as well, and Ryder was sitting on an adjacent chair keeping score while holding a notepad. "Dre Day" by Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg was also playing in the background.

"Gimme 15, motherfucker!" Big Smoke shouted out.

"I'll write it down in a second," Ryder told him sternly. "I ain't going to pencil whip you, fat sucker. Let me play first."