The Worst Slayer

Chapter 11

After school, I rode the bus home. When I got home I threw my bag on the couch, and went to the back yard. I opened the shed and walked to The Acolyte's Statue.

I pressed my hand against it, turning it red. Then a photo of a boy and a girl, flew towards me. They were hugging. The boy was kissing her cheek. I pressed my left hand against it to make it blue for pleasure.

It shun blue then green. The next photo was of a boy sleeping in his bed. He was lying on his side. I pressed both my hands on the statue for neutral. It flashed purple, then green.

The next photo was of a boy standing outside of a room. He wanted something from within it. He looked very sorry. I pressed my right hand on the statue, for pain.

It flashed red and then green. The gym doors opened and I stepped in. I walked straight to the track and began my training. I ran a lap in 4 minutes and 30 seconds. I walked back to the weights and lifted them 23 times.

I laid down and did 55 sit-ups. I was gaining speed and strength by the day. I kept doing my routine, and took a break every few hours. After doing this routine for 6 hours I left the gym. I was exhausted. I walked inside the house. My father was sitting in the living room watching tv.

"Justin, how's it going in the gym?"

"Decent. I'm getting a little bit better."

"Alright. Good. The society wants you to kill a vampire by next week, or your going to be executed. Every slayer needs to kill a vampire. So keep training."

"Ugh... Next week? That's really soon. But I guess."

I walked to my room and jumped onto my bed and laid down. I was really fatigued. I slept a few hours. I got a decent about of sleep before I heard my fathers voice.

"Justin!"

"Yeah?"

"Schools cancelled today."

"Alright..."

I laid back down and slept for another hour. When I woke up, I went back to the gym. I walked inside, and continued my cycle for 2 hours. After that I walked to the parkour scenario. I ran and jumped to the first wall.

I grabbed onto the top and pulled myself up. I looked over to the gap. I ran as fast as I could, and leaped over the gap. I landed on the other platform. I stumbled and hardly made it, but I still made it.

I sprinted and jumped to the pole. I gripped the pole and swung my self forward then backward. After swinging forward again, leaped off the pole and grabbed onto the side of the platform. I pulled myself up onto it and smiled.

I finished the course. I could've done way better, but I did it. I jumped off the platform and began to run the track. I ran a lap in 3 minutes. I was making progress, fast. I jogged off the track after running 9 laps, and started working out again.

I curled the dumbbells at least 30 times before sitting them down. I laid down and did 61 sit-ups. I did this process again and again. After about 5 hours and 30 minutes I stopped and left the gym.

I stepped inside the house and walked up the stairs to my room. I grabbed my phone off my dresser and checked it.

'Blake- Justin, were making the video tomorrow at 6:30PM. Be at my house.'

'Brett- hey how's it going fag? You know your really pathetic thinking that you can push me. Why don't we fight eh? Settle our differences. See who wins? But this time, Ashley won't give you a boost in strength. That's right justin, every time you did something you know was amazing, Ashley gave you that power. At the party when you punched Logan, when you did a backflip off his chest, all That. That was Ashley helping you. So let's fight me and you, EVENLY. unless... Your to scared?'

'Facebook- Ashley Golving, and 39 others, liked your photo.'

Alright... So I'll do that video, and the day after the video I'll fight Brett. Easy enough. I walked to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror. I was gaining strength. I had started growing a 6-pack. It wasn't toned the best, but it was growing.

I left the bathroom and typed in the password to my phone. It unlocked, and I started to text Ashley.

'Hey... Can we talk or are you still pissed?'

'What do you want justin.'

'I want to talk, and stop this grudge between us.'

'Shouldn't you be texting your girlfriend?'

'I don't have one. I only kissed her to make her happy. She cut my name onto her wrist okay? What would you do if I carved your name on my wrist, and told you I missed you and needed you back?'

'Probably laugh at you and walk away :)'

'Wow... What happened to you ash? Your so... Mean all of a sudden?'

'Well, you were being a dick to me. So I will be a bitch to you.'

'I wasn't doing it on purpose. Okay?'

'Whatever.'

'Ashley! Come on. Don't be like that. Do you want to hang out for a little bit? Try to calm down and be friends again?'

'I hope that's all you want. Because your not getting anything from me anymore.'

'Meet me at my house okay? Be here ASAP.'

I put my phone in my pocket and stood up. I walked to my dresser, and opened the drawers. I grabbed a black shirt and black skinny jeans. I put on my white belt, and grabbed some band merchandise, for wrist.

After putting on all the clothes, I walked down stairs and grabbed a soda. After waiting for about 10 minutes, there was a bell that rung at the door. I opened the door to be greeted by Ashley. She was still as gorgeous as when I first saw her.

Now she had her arms crossed, she was probably still mad at me.

"Alright let's go."
I said.