Away From Us

Chapter 32: "Grumpy can kick your ass."

"I'm really really impressed, now you can kick some ass grumpy."

I scowled at Alex, for making fun of my height yet for the millionth time. Although a smile smile crossed its way on my lips as he eyed me in haughtiness. He was my what he called himself, 'master.' And we were in his room doing some boxing skills, while the rest of the gang were downstairs doing God knows what.

Yeah, Austin insisted that we call ourselves the cool gang.

Anyway he had given me some movements telling me that they're so hard and I should concentrate. He did them in front of me, then motioned that I should imitate him. Bottom line, we've been here for two hours, and every movement he gave me, I did it with ease. But of course the idiot declared that I could do them that easy only because he was the best boxing teacher in the whole world.

"And I'll grow two wings and a corn on my forehead when I reach maturity." I sarcastically mocked his stupidness and he only gave me a grin.

"I have an idea." He lowered his tone as if making sure no one was eavesdropping on our conversation. "How about you take those moves I taught you to test?" His green eyes were wide, reminding me of Austin's.

"What does that suppose to mean?" I asked him suspiciously.

He gave me a smirk, moving away and rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh well, you could try them on Elliot. Since he thinks he's so strong, how will it feel if you kick his ass in front of us all Myrna?"

I stared at him, my mouth slightly open. He raised his eyebrow at me waiting for my reply.

He had completely turned upside down since he made everything up with Elliot. He was now, happier. Like his eyes had been supplied with life, and now glow with his energy. This only showed how freaking great and strong his friendship used to be with Elliot. And how much it broke him to break it. Both boys could mask their emotions so good that I never knew they were once friends.

"Why Elliot? Why can't I kick your ass?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Well, he'd be vulnerable when you're close to him, so it's a good soft start to test your ability in kicking asses." His smirk widened and I could tell that, this wasn't the only reason he wanted me to fight Elliot. I knew he wouldn't tell me even if I asked. I just huffed nodding my head anyway.

And so, we went downstairs. Austin and Justin were playing Call Of Duty on Austin's PlayStation 4. Shouting whenever killing the villains. I couldn't help but think of their similarities, they both were stupid.

I still didn't trust Justin though.

Aria's head was lying on Justin's thighs probably taking the opportunity that Alex and I weren't there. Max was nowhere to be seen as well. And Elliot was just watching the two play. So I cleared my throat, snapping their attention towards us.

My eyes landed on Elliot's, and he gave me a warm smile.

"So, have you finished training?" Elliot asked.

"Well," Both Alex and I looked at each other, smirking. "Yes we have, and we want to show you our results." Alex mused.

Austin and Justin paused the game, and Aria huffed because now she had to remove her head from over Justin's freaking lap. They sat beside Elliot squeezing themselves on the big sofa and staring at us like they were waiting for a spectacle.

"But we need a volunteer." I silently laughed as Alex scammed between them as though he was choosing one of them.

They shifted in their seats nervously, and Elliot furrowed his eyebrows at us, clearly knowing that we both were planning onto something.