Chapter 15

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Tobias Eaton

-----2 weeks later-----

The Training room smelled like anger. Anger on people, in fights, while shooting everywhere. I was doing well........I think. I have won all of my fights by the corner. I haven't talked to Emily much, but I can surely tell that she ain't a human. Her mind works in a hundred different ways. I hadn't fought with her yet, but she plays with strategy. I shuddered while punching a punching bag. Why am I thinking about her so much? I continued my practice. It was 5 in the morning and training was still 2 hours away. I had no friends. I came up here early to practice and went late in night in the simulation to control my fear. I had one motto in my mind.

YOU HAVE TO BE THE BEST

I heard some ruffling from the door on the right. A figure came out.

Great, speaking of the she-devil.

Emily Matthews

Her eyes found mine and locked.

"What are you doing here?" I asked

"What are you doing here?" She shot back

"I believe I asked first"

"I believe I asked second"

"Why don't you go first?"

"I think I'll go second."

We both sighed loudly.

I went back to my punching. Punching harder. I could feel my knuckles tearing up.

Emily Matthews

How dare he ignore me! Feel free to judge, but that is just rude. I smirked and decided to tease him a little. I went close to him. He sensed my presence, and just punched harder. "Jeez Four!" I commented "What did the punching bag ever do to you? Do you have no sympathy for it?" I could see a small smile but he covered it soon. "Why take out all anger of Coulter on the poor bag." His jaw tightened, that's when I knew I had gone a little far.

A/N

Heyyyyyyyy! It has been long about two weeks. I know it has a Crappy ending, but bear with me. I had my mid-term exams and could only write this much. Tomorrow is my last exam and then I have guest over so I guess the rest of this month is going to go like this. SAYING SORRY IN ADVANCE.

ADIOS!

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