✨STORM'S P.O.V✨
I was sitting in the girls locker room after I put on my gym clothes. I was actually excited about this class for a couple of reasons. 1. My brothers and both of my mates are in this class with me. 2. I love working out. Being instructed to train my whole life, kinda made me love doing it. Most people would get tired of training and constantly pushing their bodies to the breaking point, but not me. I loved it. I loved the feeling of my muscles burning, knowing that after that burn, I would have a new found strength. Plus Kragen and Raphael said that gym here is different. They don't just have us doing cardio and crunches. We actually get to use our powers to train us for the world we live in.I just put my clothes in my locker, closing the door. When I heard a loud grunt and a thud that sounded like someone hit the floor, followed by laughter. I walked over to the sound and what I saw and heard made me furious.
"Aww what's the matter. The little witch lost her balance." There were three girls huddled around another girl with light pink hair. The girl on the floor began to push up on her hands before a girl in the group with red hair forcefully pushed her back down.
"Did I say you could move pig!" The red head yelled.
Okay, I've had about enough of this! I thought to my self as I hastily walked over to them. I pushed past one of the girls in the group completely ignoring their glares and gasps. "Let's get you to your feet." I said as I held out my had to the girl on the floor. She looked up at me with wide eyes and her mouth agape. Not even attempting to take my hand.
"You know I can only help you up if you grab my hand." I said jokingly with a smile. The girl shook her head as she hesitantly took my hand, and allowed me to pull her up. "Are you okay?" I asked looking her over to make sure she didn't have any injuries.
She gave me a shy smile then looked at the ground before answering. "Yes, thank you." I smiled at her then turned my attention to the girls who where now standing in front of me.
"What the hell are y'all's problem? That's no way to treat people!" The girl with the red hair scuffed and rolled her eyes at me. She was much taller than me maybe 5 foot 8, if I had to guess. She had pale blue eyes, and thin lips that were covered in way too much red lipstick. Her nose was pointed and her body was slim. She actually was very attractive despite her ugly ass attitude, and that god awful lipstick. The other two beside her were just as pretty. One was a blond and the other had a black curly afro.
"Obviously your new here. Because no one dares speak to me that way!" I raised a brow and shook my head. No matter where you go there will always be bitches who think their gods gift to the world!
" I am new here actually." I said with confidence and a smile plastered on my face. "But even if I wasn't. I would still put you in your place. Because obviously honey, someone needs too!" The other two girls standing at the red head side, eyes widen in shock. The red head grits her teeth which caused her to look extremely constipated. She opened her mouth the speak but before she could my phone went off. "Hello." I answered holding my finger up dismissing the three in front of me.
"Did you get lost angel?" Came Raphaels voice through my ear speaker.
"How the hell did you get my number?"
"No time for that discussion right now babe, class is about to start."
"Shit okay, I'm on my way." I cut the call sliding my phone back into my gym shorts pocket. I looked over to the red head who looked like she was about to blow a gasket and addressed her.
"Well as amazing as our conversation has been. I need to get to class." I grabbed the girl I saved from the floor hand and pulled her out of the locker room. As soon as we left out the door a loud annoying scream followed us out.
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Storm ~ Book: 1
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