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I woke up, not peacefully, but with ice cold water smacked on my face right when I denied to get up.
"What the heck." I exclaimed and stood up. I saw Dad infront of me holding an empty bucket.
"I said I will get up, why did you do that?" I asked in disbelief.
"You said you will in 5 minutes. But you said that an hour ago. Now tell me miss, are you forgetting something?" He asked with a strict voice.
I looked at the clock and saw that it's already 8 am.
"Shit." I said when I realised that I need to go and train today.
I quickly pushed my father outside of my room.
I heard him sigh, "Hurry up, Iris. I'll wait at the front porch."
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When my father and I arrived at the place, I saw Nate patiently waiting at the chair.
I felt ashamed for making him wait so I ran towards him and apologised.
"I'm really sorry, Nate."
"It's okay, why don't we start the training then?" He said to me and warmly smiled.
"Ready Ms. Tobias?" A voice popped up of nowhere making me jolt up.
I noticed a man and a woman standing side by side looking at us.
"Y-yes." I said and gulped feeling a bit intimidated by their presence.
"Okay so before showing you some things we first need to warm up." The Woman said to us.
"And by warm-up, she meant excercise." The man added.
And with that I already thought that this is going to be tiring.
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Yep, thought so. After doing a few full body work outs, my body started to give up. Panting heavily, I sat on the grounds while drinking ice cold water to freshen up.
"We're only starting, few more workouts and then we'll proceed to the real training." Cecile said, our instructor.
I looked at Nate and saw him laying on the ground. Pushing myself up, I walked towards Nate and helped him get up.
"Come on," I murmured. He nodded groggily.
We did a few more exercise and then the guy instructor came back. With boxing gloves on his hands.
"Wear this." Kent told us.
"Ugh." I exclaimed and grabbed the glove.
The female instructor came back with a wooden figure. She stood it up infront of us.
"Now, what we want you guys to do is to punch this dummy as hard as you can." My mind went blank when I heard her words came out.
"P-punch it?" Nate repeated as the female instructor nod in return.
"But that would hurt, right?" Nate asked again looking very nervous.
"That's the use of gloves, pretty boy." The female instructor answered. I gulped and stared at the dummy.
"We need you to punch that so hard that this dummy would break." The male instructor explained.
"Don't worry, this dummy's chest is just a thin piece of plywood." The female instructor assured us as she knocked on the dummy's chest.
Her reassurance seemed to relieved Nate, I sighed as I punch my fists together.
"Nate, you go first." Asthe female instructor said that, I saw Nate's expression turn into annoyance, but he hid it in just mere seconds.
Nate awkwardly bumped his fist at the chest before punching it. I can see him flinch a little. The chest didn't break.
"You said this was thin!" Nate exclaimed as he look at the dummy's chest.
"I never said that it would break that easily, use force." The female instructor replied.
Nate tried again, this time I can hear a thump. His punch was not enough.
"Iris, Why don't you try it?" I nodded. Nate made way for me as I walk towards the dummy.
"Try breaking that in one blow, remember, use all your force." The male instructor told me. I nodded and took a deep breath.
One blow? I don't think I can, but I'll try.
Before punching it, I thought of the incident earlier morning. Where my father poured ice cold water at me just so I'll wake up.
I felt a little angry as I stare at the dummy's chest.
Breathing hard, I swinged my fist and punched it's chest with all my might.
A loud thump filled the room followed by me whining in pain.
"Oow!"
Clutching the fist that I used to punch the dummy I looked at the dummy's chest.
I smiled in victory when I saw the dummy's chest broken. A piece of wood is lying on the floor as I stared at the dummy.
"You did it, good job." The female instructor said, without an ounce of enthusiasm on her voice.
I sighed and turned my gaze to Nate, who is smiling at me.
"Nice one!" He said and we bumed our fist together.
"This is going to be really hard." I huffed out and stared at the broken dummy on the ground.
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Undercover Spy
ActionWhat would a typical 18 year old girl do if you found out that your father works at the FBI? Of course, freak out. And what would Iris do if she found out that her father needs her help? ---------- cover made by @Elemow