chapter 2

Caleb and Tyler decided to meet during noon at a coffee shop in downtown. Caleb was there right on time and snagged a spot near the entrance of the bar. He sent Tyler a picture of himself so he would know what he looks like.
Ten minutes after the time the agreed to meet up, an obese man walked inside the coffee shop. His shirt was tight and didn't fully cover his belly and his jeans were really accentuated his lumpy ass and thick thighs. He approached Caleb's table and said, "You're Caleb, right? Nice to meet you; I'm Tyler."
"N-Nice to meet you, too," he said. Caleb was shocked to say the least. He was expecting Tyler to be more... fit. Apparently he didn't hide his shock very well.
"You surprised by how big I am?" Tyler asked. "What did you expect? Me to be a body builder?"
"I mean-"
"Haha, don't sweat it. It's natural. But hey, you shouldn't be so shocked. My job is telling people what to eat. Looking at food all day does a number on you, haha!" Tyler said. "Sorry, I'm late by the way. I was busy helping your friend Justin out with something. That kid sure has an amazing body for football. All thanks to me, haha!" He couldn't stop chuckling.
"How do you know I know Justin?" Caleb asked.
"Well, he's the only client I have in this city. Most of the people I work with are in eastern Pennsylvania. Justin and now hopefully you are my only clients on this side of Pennsylvania."
"Oh sweet," Caleb said.
"Now, let's talk business. First off, tell me your height and weight."
"6' 2" and 220 pounds."
Tyler whistled. "You gotta be a lot bigger than that if you wanna be on the same level as Justin."
"That's why I called you," Caleb said.
"Makes sense. So here's what I propose. I gotta train you from the ground up, from the beginning. We gotta bulk you up big time. Then you can hit the weights and shit. But we gotta get you to eat."
Caleb couldn't be happier. It seemed like Tyler knew exactly what he was talking about. This was one area Caleb had absolutely no expertise in, so he was glad he had Tyler on his side to help him out.
"Alright, boy listen to me. We'll start on this regimen tomorrow at 4pm. Don't eat anything for breakfast or lunch, you hear me? Wake up, go to your classes, and then come by to my place. But you have to promise me this. You will eat whatever I tell you to eat; you will eat as much as I tell you to eat. This will not work if you do not cooperate with 100%. I do not want you to question my methods either. I have my ways of doing things, and as you've seen with Justin, it works. Do we have a deal?"
"Deal. Sounds good," Caleb said. The two shook on it.
"Fantastic. See you tomorrow at 4. I'll text you my address."