Jeff didn't particularly want to go to the weight room. In fact, he usually avoided the sweat soaked room like the plague. And don't even get him started about the horrific stench whenever the football team was in there. The awful aroma always seemed to seep into the hallway, coating everything in a disgusting layer of BO.

However, Jeff had discovered an unfortunate truth. Staying at the school meant not meeting with his personal trainer. Who was back home. In LA. And while he tried his best to stay fit, the idea of exercising alone wasn't helping to motivate him. Sadly, he was starting to lose his perfect figure. And looking anything but his best was absolutely forbidden.

So there he was. Standing outside the weight room. Still wondering if there was time to run back to his room, do a few crunches, and call it a day.