The Imposters: Evan

Evan was barely able to contain his fury and frustration as he stared at the giant oaf across the room, it was all William’s fault that they were in this mess now and it was that lumbering idiot that dragged him into this stupid little group to begin with. Evan huffed as he paced around the room not even making eye contact with the other man across the lounge, he had been quite content tricking and scamming by himself but with his silver tongue William had convinced him that working together could net them both bigger sums of money.  Sure William had been right, he had been richer than ever before but now, now he was holed up with these morons waiting for either the police or the mob to bust down the front door, find them and god knows what else. Evan rubbed his head; surely there was a way out? Surely there was a way he could throw these chumps under the bus? Surely he wouldn’t meet the same fate as these imbeciles?

The Imposters: William

William stared silently as he held his pool cue and glass of scotch, he wasn’t concentrating on the game, nothing could divert his attention from the future that awaited him and the other two men in the room. None of them were even making eye contact, just idling around the expensive penthouse trying to do anything to take their minds off their impending fates. See William and his associates were criminals, no good cheaters, scammers and con-men, or tricksters as they would playfully refer to themselves. These men would rob and steal from anyone who had a substantial amount of money, regardless of age, gender, race or background, if you had money they would find a way to take it from you. William and his colleagues had met a few years ago and with their combined skills they were able to trick almost everyone, leading each of them on the verge of being millionaires. They could have retired a year ago, be sun bathing on a beach and getting drunk with friends every night but greed had led them to continue and thanks to William all of them were now royally screwed.

A Confidence Boost

Thomas stared forlornly out of his dorm window, barely able to comprehend what he was watching. Just outside his window was the girl he had lusted over for so many weeks, Thomas had put in the time, built a friendship and was working up the courage to finally ask her out but it looks like it was all for nothing. As Thomas stared at the beautiful woman he had hoped to make his girlfriend, anger bubbled up inside him. There she was parading outside where he lived kissing some dumb, ape like jock. Thomas couldn’t understand it; he was a nice, intelligent guy why would she pick that dumb, smelly muscular brute over him? Thomas clenched his fists, this always happened to him the girls always went for the idiot jocks not the smart, kind guys.

Daddy Knows Best

 
Bobby had just graduated university and had gained a degree in economics and accounting, normally graduates have to search for weeks to find a job however with Bobby’s looks and superior charm he was able to get one just a day after finishing his studies. It had only been a few months but Bobby was already earning just as much the other men at his company, his way with numbers and his way with words meant he was easily climbing the corporate ladder. With his substantial pay check Bobby was able to dress himself in the finest tailored suits, buy the most flashy watches and jewellery; what’s more he now had his own personal trainer to keep him looking muscular and trim. Bobby couldn’t wait to show off how successful he had been to his university friends, all of them had decided to meet at the local mall before then heading out for drinks.

Bobby had just got a taxi from his office and had started walking to the food court when out of the corner of his eye he spotted someone familiar.

Fitting In

Kieran always knew he didn’t fit in where he had grown up, he had been brought up a middle child, in a crappy little flat filled with way too many brothers and only their dad to control them, he had been dressed in cheap knock offs and fakes, what’s more had only been fed the cheapest and unhealthiest food. As Kieran grew up he knew he was destined for better things, unlike his seven brothers he tried hard in school and instead of going down the pub to get pissed he did his homework. Instead of playing football down the field he played rugby and joined the school’s tennis team. Instead of robbing houses and drinking beer in the park Kieran had attended after school clubs and studied. Kieran worked hard to get away from the life that his brothers and cousins were doomed to repeat, the life of lower-class scallies only good for manual labour and getting drunk at the pub. Kieran knew he was better than that, so the first chance he got he left the family home, no goodbyes just a note and started his new life in the city. It had been hard but Kieran had found his feet and now at twenty seven he could say he had done it, Kieran had escaped his shithole home town, distanced himself from his lower class, crime ridden family and become a successful banker in the city.

Motivation

Zach was jealous of his frat bros body, while cooking he had been staring at their shirtless bodies; they were all much more muscular and jacked compared to him. Next to them he looked small, Zach himself was ok, he had a lean runner’s body but mainly from his diet and not from exercise. Zach lacked motivation, he wanted to get a muscular body like his jock brothers but could never be bothered to go to the gym and if he was convinced to go he didn’t stay long. However with summer time and pool party season coming up Zach knew he needed to do something. He promised himself he would go to the gym every day and every night before the first day of summer, that way he would be ready to show off his amazing bod. Well after one week of such a grandiose idea Zach was once again on the couch watching TV instead of at the gym.  He was about to binge watch another series when one of his bros stood in front of the screen.

“Zach, get off your fat ass and come to the gym, what happened to getting swole for summer?"