Ch 8: Training

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Ryker Pov:


I closed my locker as my friends pushed and shoved each other beside me, rough housing even though they'll get in trouble. Jay started talking to me about some new mods his dad got for his car when I noticed a familiar color of hair walk by.


"Be right back." I told Jay as I went after the girl, sliding up next to her. She gave a coy smile and glanced over at me.


"Have you figured it out yet? It'll be your 7th try." She teased me with a smile. I gave a cocky one back and gave my answer to her.


"Lyla." She stopped walking and looked at me, offering me an even wider smile.


"Wow, it took you 7 tries to get it right." I couldn't help the grin on my face when I heard her words. I guess the first 3 times and tried looking for the actual answer the last 4.


"Sometimes you gotta fail to succeed." I shrugged and she giggled, rolling her eyes at me.


"Seven failures doesn't seem successful to me but you got it." She continued to walk toward her class. I decided to follow her and walk her to her class.


"You would have told me eventually." I said confidently. She shook her head at me.


"Nope. Would've let you suffer." She stuck her tongue out at me and went to her class. I waved her off and heard the bell ring. I was late for my class.


Booking it to my class I made it and received a complaint from my teacher about being late. It didn't matter, I was happy to have figured out her name.


I sat in the back with my brother and cousin, doodling in my book instead of taking notes. I zoned out most of the class and was snapped out of it when Jay spoke next to my ear.


"She's pretty." I jumped in my seat and looked at him. Looking at my book I saw a decent sketch of Lyla, a small smile falling on my lips.


"Mind your business." I shoved his face away and grabbed my things. School was out and I was more than ready for the weekend. It would be my first training session.


I teased and bothered my brother as we walked out of the school, racing each other to the car for the front seat. I beat him to it by tripping him. Dad scolded me lightly but laughed when Arthur smacked my forehead from the back seat.


She picked up Athena next and we drove home, all of us going to do our homework in the kitchen while dad made us snacks. She gave Thena her usual snack and gave us healthy and high protein snacks.


"What is this? Prison?" I lifted the snack with a grimace. She chuckled and ate a protein bar herself.


"You boys are thin. Tall but thin. You'll need to bulk up properly. That means healthier meals, having things in moderation, and lots of protein. Also working out of course." She sat at the table to help us with homework if we needed it.


"Fine, but at least let us get the better tasting ones." I unwrapped mine and took a bite, somewhat hating the taste.


"I like the birthday cake flavor…" Arthur mumbled with his mouth full. Athena side eyed him and smacked the snack out of his hand.


"Say that again and I'll draw on your walls." She threatened him with a permanent marker pointed at him.


"You wouldn't dare." He gasped. He looked to dad for support but she was also side eyeing him.


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