Legends of Lightning

CH.8 Glares All Around

The glares she received were not friendly in the slightest. Some overflowed with hate while some remained curious, but then again, that might've been because of her green hair. That idiotic green hair that she was forced to have... The more Vesper thought about it the angrier she became.

'How dare Sala listen to him!' Vesper fumed to herself.

Then again her anger cause her to completely ignore all of the looks she was attracting. Delighla noticed that Vesper wasn't listening to a single word that the announcer was saying and her mentor sighed, exasperated by her students short attention span. With great satisfaction, Delighla delivered a hard flick Vesper in the back of the head.

"Ow!" Vesper whined a little too loud before slapping a hand over her own mouth.

It was too late. Some turned to glare at her, and this time she could not ignore it. However, she managed to keep her everything in check, except for her face turning red with embarrassment. The few people still staring at her, she returned a glare right back at them. Vesper wasn't in the mood to care like she normally was, and once the eyes turned away from her, she slowly turned her head to give a death glare to Delighla. Her fearsome glare was met with a pair of unsuspecting eyes that absolutely did not belong to Delighla. Those golden brown eyes squinted in confusion before glaring right back. 

Calmly look back to the front and pretend that never happened.   She mentally shot herself. 

She try to focus on what the announcer was saying, but it was too late for that. By the time she turned her attention back to the announcer, he was just finishing up his speech about the rules and starting to go over other information. She did not hear a single word of the rules or about what she's getting herself into. It was the feeling in her gut, that made it feel better that she didn't hear but for the sake of the information about the fights, she needed to listen.

Delighla's going to have my head for this.

A tap on the shoulder pulled her from her thoughts and stole her limited focus away from the announcer. She turned once again expecting it to be Delilah, but it was none other than Brown eye's. Vespers uncaring attitude dissolve the moment their eyes made contact.

"What's your problem?" He fiercely whispered.

Vesper didn't want to talk to him. While he was the same height as her, his attitude made him seem for bigger than he seemed. Yet that wasn't the reason why she didn't want to talk to him yet that wasn't the reason why she didn't want to talk to him. She had specific orders not to talk to anyone other than Delighla. 

"Oy, Greenie! I'm asking you a question!"

A few people grumbled and turned their way.

Oh HELL NO, he did not just say that. He did not just bring the color of my hair into this.

Vesper was once again reminded of how idiotic her hair color was.

-you'll pay for this Marcus. How dare you manipulate Sala into doing your dirty work.

Golden Brown Eyes pushed Vesper, who fell back a few steps into someone behind her. She glared at him but still remained silent. He trie to push her again, but she dodged and his momentum that was meant to be transferred to her, propelled him as he fell forward. Before he could pick himself off the ground, Vesper sped walked away with the moving crowd.

- This guy just won't leave me alone! I have made a mistake. And why did Delighla give me such an unreasonable rule??!-

Vesper followed the group of fighters out of the dirt arena. Hopefully Brown Eyes wouldn't find her again. She got angry just thinking about it. Insulting her hair, which she had been insulting herself, but that's beside the point, he had had tried to fight her for no reason.