The Mind Trap.

Three Years Later.

**Present Day**

It's been three years since I started training. Now a professional trainer is training me instead of Hunter, who is now my training partner.

I've been staying low and Hunter and I have been attending a private school in New Jersey. We started a year after the kidnapping incident.

School wasn't the same after that. David tried to fight me but I'm smarter and faster than him, and I outsmarted him which caused him to end up in the hospital again, like a fool.

Let's just say he wasn't in school for the rest of the year because he ran into a slowly driving car and when I mean slowly I mean a turtle could pass that car by walking.

On the other hand, I did get a good beating from him, burst lip and I had scratches all over my body together with cuts. He's such a big bully but that's not my problem anymore.

I never hit him to hurt him badly because I couldn't afford getting expelled from school, it's way to important to me. Thankfully I switched schools again, no more David.

Jake transferred to a school in Australia where his mother works and he hasn't been keeping that in touch with me since he move two years ago when his parents figured out that David was bullying him and it wasn't him running into poles.

Hunter and I are currently training at the gym at eight in the night because...well...only our trainer knows.

I'm boxing the punching bag while Hunter is doing planks. She told me to beat the sand out off the punching bag, sarcastically, and I think I just did.

"Hey Hunter!" I yelled at her, turning around to face her. She's just a couple feet away but I love annoying her and that's always an option.

"Yeah!" She yelled back playing along. She jumped up from her planks to look at me. She annoys me way more than I annoy her.

" I think I destroyed a next one!" I yelled again then her gazed fell from me to the punching bag behind me.

"Again? When I said beat the sand out off it I didn't mean to actually do it. That's your fifth one this month. Are you hulk or something?" She crossed her hands over her chest and leaning back slightly, disappointment stretched lengthy across her face, gushing from her voice.

" Don't start with that hulk thing because I didn't bent the weights' iron last week. She-hulk!" I screamed and stuck out my tongue out, teasing her. She burst out laughing and I tried to keep a serious expression on my face but that didn't work because I started to laugh as well.

"Your grandfather is going to be pissed....for the fifth time this month." She said, laughing, rolling off the cloth that's rolled around her palms. She sounds like a chipmunk. It surprisingly sounds adorable. Only Hunter.

" Okay, okay, stop. When are we leaving?" I asked impatiently, taking off the boxing gloves and bumping up and down in place like a toddler. I'm starving, I haven't eaten since lunch.

Whoa, I act so childish sometimes.

" Have patience my young python." She whispered. She always says that, it's so annoying especially in her whispering voice. Her eyes glaced over with amusement.

"Really? What is it with you and that name? Young python." I mocked in a high pitch voice, rolling my eyes.

She walked over to me, slapping me on the chest and I started to laugh.

"I don't sound like a dying banchee. You jerk!" She screamed, standing on the tips of her toes to scream it in my ear. Her attempts of bursting my ears off were futile since I backed away quickly enough to protect my ears from dying.