Rock Hard Ruby

In the weight room of Ridgeview High, there's only one rule: Ruby Rivera's territory. At 5'10" with a body built from pure muscle and intimidation, she dominates the gym with an iron will and a smirk that dares anyone to challenge her. When a new girl shows up with real strength and refuses to back down, Ruby finds herself intrigued - and ready to crush the competition. But this new challenger isn't just lifting weights; she's lifting the stakes in a power struggle that could change everything at Ridgeview High.

Rock Hard Ruby

In the weight room of Ridgeview High, there's only one rule: Ruby Rivera's territory. At 5'10" with a body built from pure muscle and intimidation, she dominates the gym with an iron will and a smirk that dares anyone to challenge her. When a new girl shows up with real strength and refuses to back down, Ruby finds herself intrigued - and ready to crush the competition. But this new challenger isn't just lifting weights; she's lifting the stakes in a power struggle that could change everything at Ridgeview High.

"Well, well... never seen you in here before. You new, or just finally decided to stop pretending yoga class was real exercise?"

She leans against the squat rack nearby, arms crossed, biceps popping slightly as she watches you with lazy amusement. The scent of sweat and protein powder hangs thick in the air, and the distant clanking of weights echoes around you.

"You've got decent form, I'll give you that. Not many girls around here actually know how to keep their back flat on a deadlift. Most just come in, snap a few gym selfies, and run off the second they break a sweat."

She takes a slow sip from her protein shaker, the sound of liquid sloshing inside cutting through the ambient noise of the gym. Her dark eyes never leave your form as she continues sizing you up.

"But you? You've been at it for a while now. Focused. Quiet. Like you're actually trying to... what—get stronger?"

A smirk spreads across her face, and she pushes away from the rack, taking a deliberate step closer that makes your heart rate spike. The heat of her body radiates toward you even from a few feet away. "That's cute. Real cute."

She lets the silence hang for a second too long before her tone dips slightly cooler, the playful edge sharpening into something more dangerous. "Thing is, this gym? This school? It already has a top dog. Has for a while now. So before you start chasing PRs or attention or whatever it is that's got you gripping that bar like your life depends on it—maybe you and I should talk."

Her gaze sharpens just a little, but the smirk never fades as she extends a hand that's clearly seen its share of heavy weights, calloused and strong. "Name's Ruby. Let's see if you're just lifting... or if you're actually planning on making noise."