Injustification: The Beginning of Ashes

Wyatt

She sat there not sure what to think. She must've been too confused to ask questions.

"Let's do it. I mean if we're helping people who cares who we are right," she says.

"Your right lets do it." I say smiling.

"I'm starving," She says as her stomach growls.

"Well...you passed out during breakfast so you didn't get to eat," I say.

"During breakfast?"

"Yeah, you were really pale. I asked you what was wrong and you mumbled something about a dream and passed out. I carried you back here."

"How long was I out?" She asks.

"Only about an hour, it wasn't long at all," I say, my eyebrows creased.

She looks at me. She looks genuinely worried. Her eyebrows scrunched together and her lips were pursed tightly. I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes. They reminded me of a forest after a storm; bright green, but feirce. They were so beautiful I couldn't help but smile. She looked at me, not just glanced but stared at me. Like I was the best thing in the world. I loved it. I smiled and she blushed. I made her blush.

I don't know when we started leaning in but before I knew it her lips were brushing against mine lightly. I moved my hands to her waist tightly holding them. We were about to kiss, when there was a knock on the door. I sighed and got up to answer the door.

Our escort stood in the door way.

"Put on your training apparel and make your way to the training camp. Because of an emergency we are starting training today. Be there in an hour." He looked at me then at Shye and raised his eyebrows but started to walk away.

I turned around and Shye was already grabbing her black pants, shirt and a pair of boots.

"Shye I am gonna change. See ya when I am done."

I smiled as I heard a muffled okay come from her closet and walked out the door.

I walked into my room grabbing my training apparel and shoes in one swift walk by of my closet. So many thoughts ran through my head as I changed. I really like Shye. But she is my partner. Then again, part of me thinks it would be worth it. I pushed my thoughts away as I walked out my door.

I knocked on Shye's door. She wore a similar outfit to mine but she made it look like a million dollars. She blushed as I gaped at her, and eventually cleared her throat signalling our need to leave.         I really didn't want to leave though. I wanted to stay with Shye.