Tough Luck

Chapter One

Punch, kick, swing and duck. Repeat. Punch, kick, swing and duck.

My fists collided against the punching bag, causing my knuckles to swell up a bit. At least it wasn't something that the medics couldn't fix. We have a really well recognized clinic for the wounded.

I had to push my stamina and adrenaline because today was evaluation day. My muscles tense up each time I move my arm. I wince a bit but remain in good control over my kicks and punches.

From the corner of my eye, I can spot Commander Peterson heading his way to where I am training.

What if my evaluation score doesn't reach it's standard goal? That couldn't be, I'm practically almost a Unedo. Which is good.

Just like in karate, how you have those black belts and all that stuff. Except here we have to go on a quest and earn our title. Right now am labeled as a Jewb. Which is right below a Unedo.

Commander Peterson just stands a few feet away from me. He opens his mouth to speak.

"You aren't kicking very high like usual, but since you are a bit ahead of everyone's evaluation scores then I give you the rest of the training day off. Please make sure to pick up your scores by my office." He walks away onto one of the Kitas. That my friend is a low-low level to be in right now.

I am relived by his offer. I probably would have passed out if I kept on

giving that bag a hard time.

Sweat covers every inch of my body. So I run the back of my hand across my forehead to remove the sweat droplets that are slowly jogging down my face.

I walk on over to the locker rooms. My legs are sore and my mouth is dry. I must drink water before I dehydrate. I have serious case for that.

The worn off lockers are in my sight, so the walk is really easier. They really need to give the locker room a new fresh paint coat around the walls.

It's starting to look like the ghetto side of Brazil. No joke. My hand reaches towards the lock and adds in the combination. Easy breezy cover girl, sweet, I remembered it!

Let's see we have all the clothes that I brought in today. Some of our members like to steal our clothes and set them on fire because we just love to see other people suffer from not having anything to wear.

When I start to pull my jeans up there is a hand grasping my shoulder. I quickly turn around and kick their knee with my foot and throw them to the floor.

"Ow, Elouise, there was clearly no need for you to do that," The voice grunts from the floor. My breathing has risen to a fast speed. "Its me, Will, your friend." Oh poor kid. I offer him my hand so he can stand up.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was you. You just caught me off guard and I am really, really sorry." I apologize.

"Its all right, kind of was my fault also." He suggests. If you say so my friend. I never like taking the blame.

I think he's bleeding. Did I really throw him against the floor too hard that it made his nose kiss the ground and bleed? Wow, I still wonder why I am not a Unedo already.

"Was there something you wanted to tell me before the whole incident thing happening?" I ask. What was it that he came here for?

His hand moves behind his neck and starts scratching it.

"Umm... well you see I was going to ask if you would... like to," He clears his throat a bit.

Must be nerve racking on what he is about to say because he looks really un comfortable. I'm probably just making this hard for him. Men, who understands them?

"Look if you want to talk about this another time it's fine with me." I offer. Will never really acts like this.

"No," He shakes his head, " No, I'll just spill the beans."

I snort at his dumb remark. "Spill the beans." Oh come on. Who uses that anymore?

"I was wondering if you would like to go down to cheddars for some famous grilled cheese they serve there?" Will finally spits it all out. Or should I say "Spilled it all out."

"Yeah sure, sounds good because I haven't eaten lunch all day. Can you believe that?" He looks kind of narrow.

"Well I didn't mean in the terms of lunch-companions, more like a... a date!"

Oh... OH! How could I have been so clueless that he was asking me out on a date! Wait hold up, a DATE? I haven't been to one of those in years.

"Oh, umm... well I mean I really don't know about this and all." We are both staring at each other awkwardly. Do something Elouise! Don't let the poor guy down.

You can tell the ray of hope went bye-bye and turned into a frown. A simple date wont kill you. But I'm reserving myself for Niall Horan, well that is if I ever get to meet him. Fine. I give in.

"Sounds like a yes to me!" I try my best to smile.

"Really!" Someone's happy. He fixes his tone, " I mean, really? You would go on a date with me?" He asks. Okay what does this kid want? A whole Oprah segment on the explanation of my decission for a date. Nope!

"Didn't I just agree like a minute ago? Im playing with you."

"Wait, so you aren't going on a date with me?" Oh lord Jesus could he be anymore confused with life? Like I mean he is literally the reason why they have to put directions on shampoo bottles!

"No! I mean yes I am!" I'm frustrated by this kid already.

He stares at me blankly.

The better way to put this is, " Just pick me up at three pm okay? Oh and I am not paying for anything," I'm starting to walk out of the locker room but then I turn back to face him, "Well maybe we can split the bill in half. Bye! I'll text you my address, oh wait I forgot you live in the same apartment complex as me, duh!" This time I'm out for real.

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TADA!

So I feel really really comfortable with this chapter! It is the best first chapter that has been well written and planned in my history of being a author!

I know, you are probably wondering, "Hey where is Niall Horan? His name was only mentioned once and isn't this supposed to be a fan-fiction?"

Yes it kind of is. But please take a chill pill and calm your... Children! That's it calm your children cause they are crazy and running wild. Have you gotten them checked for ADHD? Because if your answer is no, than you should totally consider it. JK!

He will be making his spectacular appearance later on. So please be patient.

Anyways, thanks you guys for all of your support. It's like 2:29 am and I am literally in my room laying on my bed typing words on my iPod. I'm supposed to be sleeping and it's passed my "Bed Time" but who cares in a rebel!

Love you all! Hugs and kisses Muahh Muahh.... Oh hold up let me do this Nacho Libre style....

XXOOxxooXxOo *read in Jack Black's voice* "Kiss kiss, hug hug. Little kiss, little hug, big kiss and small hug!"

Bye my dear lovelys! Take care!

P.S :

I'm posting this not at 2:30 am that is.