When I entered the arena where the fighting test will take place, Marlene came running towards me. "Did you hear the news?" she asked, breathless.
"What news?" I was confused.
"Trevor Steel is coming to examine us!!" The girl seemed nervous. Not only Mar, but nearly everybody else in the room seemed nervous too. After all, Trevor is the head of USA, so this should be normal right? But as for me, I wasn't nervous like the others for some reason. Not that it brought me any advantage.
When all the 75 trainees settled, with boys on one side and girls in another, Trevor Steel came in to the arena with his neutral but guarded expression. The room has gone quiet like in hell when one of the instructors stood in front of us, holding the file with our names and opponents.
My hands started sweating as the woman opened her file ready to read out our names. Then it started. Somewhere in the middle of this anticipation torture, I felt Marlene hold my hand and lightly squeezed it. I smile crept itself to my face when I realized I still have my best friend having my back.
"Jett Jones and Brooke Brakeway."
"Marlene Jones and Elene McKay."
"Phew." I felt Marlene sigh in relief. I was about to say something to the girl when my name was called.
"Evelyn Carson and Alexander Waters."
"WHAT?!" The word escaped a bit louder than expected.
"Do you have a problem, Ms Carson?" asked our instructor.
"No ma'am." I shook my head, but deep down I was horrified. Why does this all happen to me? Among all of the trainees why Alec? Maybe I was not cut out for this. I was starting to panic inside. Alec is the best fighter in USA and who am I? An extremely unlucky individual who barely made it past the first stage.
The fact that I clearly pissed him off last night for an oblivious reason, wasn't helping either. Would he go easy on me because I am his friend? Wait.. are we even friends now?
When the instructor finished off reading our names, we were given ten minutes to prepare with strategies. I was completely zoned out and was shaking badly. Heck, I wanted to crawl inside a pile of laundry and live the rest of my life there.
"Eve, hey," I didn't realize Mar was speaking. I blinked a couple of times and opened my mouth to say something but no sound came out. "It's going to be okay, he will go easy on you." She tried to convince me but it didn't help my state.
"I just... don't know what to do." I croaked.
Jett came to us running. "Have you guys seen Alec?" he was right. Alec has simply disappeared from the arena. I wish I could disappear like that.
"Eve, trust yourself. Just think of the times Alec made fun of you and think of this as revenge?" Jett supplied noticing me. Mar shot him a death glare, saying to shut up. "What?! I'm just saying. Alec is my best friend but he is unhealthily serious when it comes to a fight. I give you full permission to beat him. I'm fine with bandaging him later on."
But that's not the problem Jett. "I have no idea I can fight some one who is ten times stronger, faster and skillful than me." I laughed hysterically.
"Then pretend to take a few punches and act unconscious?" Jet sighed. "I'm really sorry Eve, I wish I could say something helpful than utter nonsense."
"What is about to happen will happen right? I'll just have to wait and face it." I said with much difficulty.
"Now that's the confidence I wanted." Jett gave me a warm smile. "Would you mind if I give you a hug?" I nodded, so he did. I also wrapped my arms around him and the warmth helped me to relax.
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His Identity
Science Fiction"I'm not crying because of you, you're not worth it. I'm crying because my delusion of who you were was shattered by the truth of who you are." I knew where to punch him where it hurts. Or I thought I did. **** It wasn't until she lost someone dearl...
