James had always been a bit chubby. He wasn't really bullied for it as he might have in stereotypical teen content. Actually, students at his high school respected him for his academic prowess and he occasionally got requests for help on assignments or projects.
Still, he wasn't in shape and he felt like that diminished his dating possibilities. So far he had two girlfriends. One early in high school and another senior year of high school only to get broken off after several months long distance in college.
The blue flashes on the watch ceased and the watch glowed red. He imagined himself, fitter. Not super jacked, for James thought that was a bit much, so a decently fit version of himself.
He held the image in his mind for a moment before he got distracted and his thoughts ran wild.
What was he distracted by?
