Duck In The Battlefield

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Hey everyone! Just want to start off by saying that I've  gone through and so far the ending for Chapter 2 is the only chapter that's really  been changed. After going through and re-planning I've also decided I might add a few more chapters just to make everything flows better.  I did also notice that some characters have just mysteriously disappeared xD I do plan on mentioning them in the newer chapters and even some more information that I didn't add in the older chapter that I planned to have. This is just  because I don't want you guys to wait forever for this book to finish up.  So please be patient while I try to catch up to the new chapters that I plan on updating weekly.  Other than that enjoy! 

Chapter 48

It was hard to believe that just over a year ago my daily schedule was normal and boring. That before when the final bell went off at school I was following Chase around and spying on him. But now, ironically after joining Victor Division to be closer with him, almost all of my attention is on my own fights.

After school I jumped on my bike and rushed over to Victor Division. As soon as I get home I had the same routine, get dressed, train with Drake, eat then either meet up with Mary or Junior. Occasionally Drake and I will still have movie night but since our last ones ended... weird, so I wanted us to take a break.

I stripped off my shirt and tossed it into my laundry bin. I was lost in my own thoughts and when it came to Drake I didn't know how I felt, I still hate him but just a little less...

And speaking of the devil...

"You know, I'm always bored when you're not around," Drake nonchalantly said from my bed. He laid on his back, his arms behind his head with that stupid smirk of his.

Chills ran through my body and as quickly as I could I grabbed a shirt from my closet to cover up.

"Don't you have other underage girls to peek on you pervert," I replied as I walked over to him. Without much thought I kicked him in his ribcage and he flinched.

"Jealous much," Drake replied sitting up to watch me.

I rolled my eyes in reply and before I can even threaten him to leave my room he was already waving his hands up in pretend surrender as he walked out the room.

I couldn't believe I even wasted a second thinking about my feelings for that asshole.

I know Drake didn't mean to peek on me but that still didn't make me any less pissed. I mean yes Drake was a womanizer but he wasn't an actual pervert. But because he did peek on me, my goal in life now is to destroy him.

I smiled evilly as I finished getting changed and when I caught a glimpse of my own reflection before walking out my room I swear I looked like a madwoman.

I kicked open the gym doors and walked inside the room, waving my hands rhythmically in the air, kind of like how they do in the karate movies.

Drake just stared back at me in confusion.

"Do not be intimidated big ape, I am just like you... But better," I said smugly while karate chopping the air.

Drake nearly fell over with laughter. It was one of the few times I really heard him laugh and it was nice.

"You are a weird one," He finally said while wiping a tear from his eye. He smiled and cupped the side of my face lightly. My stomach fluttered and for a second I could have sworn he just told me I was beautiful.

I couldn't help the blush that washed over my face and I knew Drake saw it. Hell he probably felt it.

"Duck... I'm sorry about earlier. I planned to scare you not peep on you," Drake replied. And for once he looked like he felt bad.