Up In Flames [Original Story] ✓

Hey, your face is familiar.

I punched the punching bag again, watching it move backwards slightly. I breathed heavily, sweat droplets running down my face, staining my grey t-shirt. My once-tight ponytail was now extremely loose, random strands of hair flying everywhere with every punch, some sticking to the sides of my face, the sweat being used as some sort of glue so they wouldn't move from their position. My arms ached from all the exercise I had been doing and my legs were on the verge of collapsing. I stop the punching bag, grabbing it by the sides and rest my head against it to rid my vision of the black dots that were appearing. I sigh, leaning back and walking towards the bench in the corner of the room. After I sat down, I casually grabbed my bottle of water and took a huge swing, drinking nearly the entire contents of the bottle and using the rest on myself, pouring it over my head to freshen myself a bit.

My dad transformed the garage into a training area and that's where I was. I had been doing exercise for over 3 hours, training myself and performing every exercise I could think about. Slapping a towel over my should I exited the garage, closing the door behind me. I retrieved the key from my back pocket and opened the door to the house, being greeted by nothing more than silence. My dad was out at a meeting, June was in her room with the guy from the bar and Ellie was with some other Blessed. My dad convinced them to do an analysis on her so that she could train since all of us assumed she was going to stay awhile she might as well learn something.

Lazily, I made my way to my room, grabbing some random clothes and bringing them with me to the bathroom. I got undressed, throwing my sweaty clothes into the washing basket and letting my hair loose. I closed the toilet seat, putting my clothes on top of it.

I entered the shower to be met with cold water freezing me instantly. I turned on the hot water as quickly as I could, the cold water making me shiver. After a few annoying moments, the water finally turned hot and I relaxed underneath the warm liquid.

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I was sitting downstairs, watching The Hobbit on the TV. I was wearing a black and grey top and simple black jeans. I tied a red flannel shirt around my waist and put on some simple black Adidas shoes. I was rather bored, and realising my whole weekend was probably going to be spent this way I opened my laptop, searching for some good movies to watch.

After many searching and little results, I hear June's voice. "Art! Get your ass over here."

I ran up the stairs and opened her door carefully. The guy from before was sitting on her bed, his chest bare and his hair extremely messy. He gave me a small wave and I waved back, turning my attention to June. She was wearing a black top and a matching skirt and to prevent her from getting cold she was wearing knee-high socks. Her light blue jacket was laying on the bed along with her blue and pink flower crown and her blue and pink flowery Nike shoes were scattered across the room. Her brown hair was messy, strands sticking everywhere.

"What's wrong?" I ask, taking a seat on the white chair she had near her desk.

"Look at these readings. It's insane I haven't seen anything like this since Bay attack." She faces the computer towards me and I notice the gigantic amount of red dots around the area.