Miss. Morix

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     I watched in amazement as Harley hit the bull's-eye numerous times. Her stature, her accuracy, they were both on point. Whoever her teacher was, they did a great job. She looked confident with a grin, possibly a little more uncanny than normal, spread upon her face.

"Come on Mira, your turn doll." I reluctantly took the pistol from her hand. "Don't be so nervous!" She traded spots with me. I sucked in as much oxygen as I could and held it as I shot.

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Way off target.

"Try again." I threw a side glance at her. She was standing there, still beaming at me, with her hands on her hips and her legs shoulder length apart. I noticed the man in the next station ogling her.

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Still way off target.
I felt her hands on my shoulders. She was re-positioning my arms. "Exhale before you pull the trigger."

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It was at least on the outer rims of the target.
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Still on the outer rims of the target.
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The bullet holes were gradually moving around the target.

"What's that noise?" Harley's question broke my concentration. I stopped shooting and relaxed my hold to listen. It was my phone.
"I think my phone; it's in my back pocket." I gripped the gun again.

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Shit. Nowhere near the target.

"Relax, stop thinking so much." I felt her dig in my back pocket as she instructed me. I mentally thanked her for it. I was curious as to who it was. It couldn't be Lois, right? Not after the shenanigan earlier today. "It's Lex! Can I pick it up? You can't really hold the phone while holding that gun or anything." As soon as I turned my head to tell her to let it go to voicemail, I saw her swipe the green icon on the screen. I gave her a snide look. She simply smiled.

"Hello!?"
I focused back on the target. Nothing I could do now.
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"She's busy!"
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"My name is Harley. Hi Lex."
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"Yes, yes Quinn."
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"Whatever Lex, she's busy. Don't ya listen?"
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"If we were in danger would I be taking this phone call for her?"
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"What? No."
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"Yeah, I'll let her know.
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"Holy! Mira!"

     I stood, slowly lowering the gun. I studiedthe bullet holes until I realized the gradual lines to the center. I turned toHarley with a blank expression on my face and could hear some muffledconversation coming from Lex's end of the line. I couldn't make out what he wassaying. Harley started cackling, seemingly proud of the one bullet that wentwhere I wanted it too. Simultaneously we looked down at my phone. I suppose Iwas debating taking it from her. I didn't. I took a deep breath and exhaledsharply. I swallowed hard but turned to face the target again. 

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Closer to the center.
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Back at the outer rim.

     This was frustrating. It was morethan frustrating. I felt like I had no control. I felt as if I wasn't steady. Isquared my shoulders, shooting a bit more. Eventually I had to change the clip,but I kept going. I was stubborn minded. The similar wiring that allowed me towork intensely on a project was going to make it so that I was not leaving hereuntil I felt accomplished in some aspect. It was a blessing and a curse.

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"Listen Lex."
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"No, no I don't think she'd mind."
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"Yeah, I'll let her know."
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"I don't thinks she's gonna have a problem coming in to work."
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"Yeah, he's fine. No doubt."
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"That's fucking fuckery and you know it Lex"
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Harley scoffed "Yeah? I'll prove it you fuckface." She giggled.
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"Mira? She's the one shooting the gun!"
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"Hah! Of course she knows now!" There was cackling.
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Bull's-eye again.