Arke High

Chapter 69 Training

Camilo P.O.V
It felt weird walking down the hallways, not because I didn't recognize them, but because everyone kept staring at me. They all probably knew that I didn't remember anything and that was the reason for their staring, I still didn't like it though. Bellamy had given Clarke, Octavia, and me a ride to school. Clarke had asked if I needed help finding my way to first period, but I told her it was fine. So now I stared down at my school map trying to find my first class. I was distracted by my dream though. It had felt so real, but it wasn't. I mean it was, I knew it was a memory, but it had happened a long time ago. When Charlotte was born. I liked the memory, I liked seeing my mother happy. I liked feeling the happiness the north of my sister brought. Brriiinng, oh dang it! I'm gonna be late for class. I looked at my map one last time and began to run the direction I hoped my Wood Shop class was. Finally, after turning various hallways I arrived to room 310 I already heard the machines from inside, and the scent of wood. I entered and saw all guys except for two girls, working on making who knows what. The room was huge, it had to be at least the size of three classrooms. There were tables, a whiteboard, a flat screen, and an office in front, but most of the class was machines and tools. A man with light brown hair around his mid-twenties came out from the office. He walked over to me with a huge smile on his face.
"Hey Camilo, nice to see you're back man." He shook my hand and patted my back, then faced the hard working class.
"Hey! Shut it off!" He yelled over the noise. Immediately everyone shit down whatever machine they were on, and turned to him."Look who's back everybody!"
"Whoooo! Camilo!"Someone yelled. A boy with curly black hair came up to me and also patted my back.
"Welcome back man!" I was confused, but they didn't seem to notice.
"Get back to work you slackers!" The man yelled. A chorus of both chuckles and boo's was heard, but they all turned back to their assignment and the machines were turned back on. The man turned to me and motioned to follow him to the small office in the front, right side of the room. Inside the office there were two boys. one sat behind the desk playing on the computer. The other sat in front the desk on a chair playing on his phone. The one on his phone looked up.
"Hey look who's back Ray." The guy who I supposed was Ray, looked up. He had blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Oh hey dude, your back. Did that crash leave you a nasty scar?" The man slapped him across the head.
"What was that for Wick?" Ray asked as the other boy smirked.
"Did that crash leave you a nasty scar? That's what you ask? Really Ray? And you wonder why you're failing all your classes but this one." Wick said rolling his eyes."Now both of you out of my office I need to talk to Camilo about make up work." Oh great, make up work, that sounded fun.
"You got it teach." Ray said, standing to leave followed by the other boy. They shut the door behind them and Wick sat down in the chair Ray had previously been occupying. I sat down in the chair in front of the desk.
"So, work?" I asked.
Wick nodded."Yes but first, Mrs. Griffin told me you have lost your memory is that true?" I nodded.
"But do you remember how to use the machines?" He asked.
"Yes sir. I remember how to do everything, I just don't have memory's and I can't seem to remember people in my life." I explained.
Wick nodded."Okay then, that means you'll be able to do the work. Right now they're working in pairs to create a nightstand.Since you were gone you can either decide to do the two projects you missed on, which were a cutting board and keepsake box or you can write an essay on different types of woods. You'll be excused from this project because everyone's paired up okay?"
"Okay, where do I get the wood?" I asked.
"Anywhere around class just make sure to total the cost in case you want to buy it." He answered.
"Okay I'm gonna go start working." I said and walked away to start working. The rest of the period I spent working and I was able to glue up my cutting board as well as start my keep sake box. The rest of the day was fine, but I had received a lot of make up work. The highlight of my day though had to be finding out I did have classes with Clarke. At least I had one person I knew or remembered of which I shared classes with. One of the classes I shared with her was Choir, which just happened to be the only class I had to make up a project in. Apparently Clarke and I were partners for a project in that class, and we had the rest of the week to finish it. I was actually looking forward to working on the project, it seemed fun. Now at the end of the school day, I walked back to Bellamy's car. Octavia and I hopped into the back while Clarke and Bellamy sat up front. Bellamy of course was driving. He stopped outside of Clarke's home, and both he and Octavia waited outside while Clarke and I got dressed into our workout clothes. Charlotte was staying in an after school program until six. I threw on some light blue basketball shorts with a plain white baggy white shirt, and some tennis shoes. Clarke came out of her room in a black tank top and really short blue shorts along with black tennis shirts.
"Ready?" She asked.
"Yep, come on let's go." We walked to Bellamy's car and drove to his home. Bellamy and Octavia got off and minutes later came back. Octavia wore a similar outfit to Clarke's, but her shorts were purple. Bellamy wore red basketball shorts and a black muscle tank, he carried a duffel bag. I assumed it carried water bottles and towels, stuff like that. We drove to the gym Lincoln worked at, the others were supposed to meet us there. When we entered the gym. Monty, Jasper, Raven, Miller, Murphy, and Lincoln were already there. Lincoln led us up to the gym's second floor, there was no one there. There were punching bags, a wrestling ring, stationery bikes, treadmills and weights. There were also other workout machines I couldn't name.
"We are going to split up in two groups of five." Bellamy said, but before he could talk any farther Octavia interrupted him.
"I'll be in the group with Lincoln." She stated, and went to stand by Lincoln.
"No you're not O. You are in my group." Bellamy said. Octavia rolled her eyes.
"C'mon Bell. You can't control me, and you know it."
"Yes I can." He backfired."And I said you're in my group."
I decided to speak."Well then Clarke should be in Lincoln's group."
"No." Bellamy said plainly.
"Actually I agree with Camilo." Clarke said."If Octavia is in your group I could be in Lincoln's."
"Princess, " He began but then sighed."Fine O you can be in Lincoln's group."
"Yay!" Octavia cheered, and hugged her brother."Thanks Bell." I saw Lincoln smiling besides Octavia.
"Okay now that that's settled, Raven, Monty, and Murphy you're also with Lincoln. Jasper, Miller, and Camilo you are with me and Clarke. Lincoln what are you starting with? Fighting strategy or weight and machines?"
"Fighting." He answered.
Bellamy nodded."Okay, my group follow me."
"Wait!" Octavia said."Aren't you gonna tell Lincoln about the fingers?"
Fingers? What was she talking about? Clarke began to explain to Lincoln about some fingers Charlotte had found in a Fruit Rollup box. I asked myself how I did not know this happened. Of course though it had been the day I decided to go out on my own and they haven't talked about it at all.
"So why or how did they do it?" Clarke asked. Lincoln looked as if he was in deep thought.
"I don't know." He responded.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Bellamy asked.
"I mean that there was no reason for them to do that. There was no point for them to plant fake fingers except to torment you." Lincoln explained.
"That's it they just wanted to torment us?" Clarke asked.
"Seems like it." Lincoln answered.
"Then why in a FruitRoll Up box?" Octavia asked.
"I guess Anya wanted Charlotte to find the fingers so she can mess with her and she somehow figured that Charlotte would be the first to find them if they were placed somewhere she would actually look." Lincoln said.
"Why would they want to mess with Charlotte?" I asked.
Lincoln turned to me."She is close to Clarke from what I have heard. By Anya's logic, if she makes Charlotte suffer than Clarke will too."
Monty spoke up in a serious tone I haven't heard him use."So this all to hurt Clarke?"
Lincoln shook his head."No it's to hurt Bellamy." I looked around and saw that everyone like me, with the exception of Bellamy and Clarke seemed confused.
"Huh?" Jasper asked.
Lincoln sighed."Bellamy here is in love with Clarke. If everyone near and dear to Clarke is hurt or destroyed then she will be hurt and destroyed as well." Lincoln looked at us to see if we were following. We nodded for him to continue."Bellamy therefore will also be hurt if his love is hurt, that plus having everyone else he cares about destroyed will make him suffer. That is what Anya wants." We were quiet for a minute, all of us lost in our thoughts. Finally Miller broke the silence.
"Let me get this straight. Anya is going to hurt everyone close to Clarke to cause her pain therefore causing Bellamy pain, and hurt everyone close to Bellamy to inflict even more damage on him?" Lincoln nodded."So she wants Bellamy watch everyone crumble before his eyes and destroy him emotionally until he breaks?" Again Lincoln nodded.
"Well that's a load of bullshit."Murphy stated."That Grounder boss is such a bitch." Everybody including me murmured an agreement. Afterwards we all separated into our groups and began to train. First we had stretched out our muscles. Bellamy then had us run in the treadmills first. We had to all go at the same pace as Bellamy, which would be fine of his wasn't so quick. While he seemed to be perfectly fine, everyone else was sweating buckets. By the end of our forty-five treadmill session I was about ready to pass out, but we weren't done yet. We moved on to the weights. After lifting weights for thirty minutes he had us do five sets of ten push ups, which to be honest was not as grueling as I thought it would be. We then got on the stationery bikes and cycles for twenty-five minutes. After we did ten sets of six curl ups, and finally we finished with some more stretching. By the time we had finished stretching my heart rate had gone down, but I was still dripping sticky sweat. Murphy and Miller were too, Clarke looked the most tired out of all of us though. She was the one who kept up with Bellamy the most out of all of us while on the treadmill and stationery bikes. Bellamy grabbed five towels from his duffel bag and handed us one each to dry ourselves off. Lincoln's group had finished to, and now we were headed home thankfully. When we arrived back to Clarke's house Bellamy had given Clarke a long kiss before she got out of the car. They drove away and we went inside. Clarke immediately went upstairs to take a shower. Mr.Wallace and his son that for some reason were still here had agreed to pick up Charlotte, so they would be here no later than thirty minutes from now. Deciding it was best if I too took a shower I went upstairs. I had to say that was about the best shower I had ever taken, and not just because I couldn't remember any other showers I've taken, before I awoke from my coma. Once I got out of the shower I collapsed on my bed and gave into my tiredness as I fell asleep.
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