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—CHAPTER ELEVEN: UNCALLED VIST
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THE thought of what Alyssa said lingered on Hobie's mind for months. Well what seemed like months. It had only been a few hours since the mission.
Why would she even stop in the middle of her sentence? Who does that?
So Hobie being Hobie decided to annoy the answer out of her.
He only had to think about what he was doing one good time before he started to tap in the girl's dimension in his watch.
Hobie knew exactly where the girl was. He remembers what she told him the first time she showed him her town.
The two were swinging at a slower pace now, no longer trying to compete with each other like earlier. "Over there" Alyssa pointed out a building as she swung towards a tall building across from the one she pointed out. "That's my favorite place in the whole city" she said, a small smile falling onto her lips. "Tuesday through Thursday, 12 pm to 8 pm" she said as Hobie landed next to her.
"What is it?" He asked, turning his sight to the girl. Her raven hair blew softly in the wind, the moon made her face seem to glow, he swore he could see a small twinkle into her chocolate eyes. "Where I learn all my moves" she said as she did a backbend kick-over, hinting that it was her gymnastics classes. "Ya get me?" She mocked Hobie's British accent.
Hobie slightly smile at the memory before he put his mask on and started to swing through the city, using the map in his mind to look for the place.
With only a few mistakes he managed to find it, taking his mask off as soon as he landed onto the concrete.
When he walked in he was immediately met with the sounds of chatter and laughter from other girls, music for what seemed to be for routines, creaks from bars, and thuds on the ground.
It was then she saw her. She wore a purple leotard a few rhinestones decorating the sleeves. She had her hair up into a neat bun, giving him more access to see her face. She seemed focused as she looked at the vault in front of her.
Hobie watched the girl as he leaned on a dorm frame. She ran at a fast speed, approaching the vault.
He could see the slight doubt on her face but nonetheless the girl jumped into a flip, her hands landing on the vault to let her push off. She flipped in the air so many times Hobie couldn't count it.
When she landed, both her feet perfectly on the ground, she took only a second to process it before a smile was plastered on her face as she held her hands up proudly. Everyone clapped for her knowing that they probably couldn't do anything like that.
"Quite good at that aren't you?" Alyssa heard the familiar voice. She sighed as she looked towards where the man was.
