The Recruits

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**Ch 61 The Recruits**

**Bella's POV**

            I pulled into the hospital and parking in a handicap spot since it was the closes to the door and ran inside. I really hope nobody needs that’s spot I thought as I headed to the desk to find out about Mark. This would be a whole lot easier if the fucking receptionist wasn’t being a bitch and would just give me the information I asked for I wouldn’t be going through this now. “If you don’t tell me what the fuck I want to know I will jump over this fucking desk and get it my damn self do you understand me?” I seethed, but she didn’t look fazed which caused me to lose it; just as I started to jump a pair of arms wrapped around me.

            I was struggling in the persons grasps and actually had the pleasure to see the receptionist look frighten, before I was dragged off outside. Once out there I was shoved up against the building. “Calm down love it will not help. Nobody can go in there to see him right now. All we can do is go home and wait until we get news from Carlisle.” Edward told me but I was so made I pushed off of him and made my way back to Mark's car before driving off. I was back at the house before I knew it and was running up to my room to change before running down to the dojo with my bag. I was still so infuriated that I took out my combat dummies and set them to attack before I relished my fury on them.

            I don’t know how long I have been at it but I did know when another attacker approached me. It was the last person I would have thought would attack me. I quickly disarmed the dummies and rounded back on my new opponent. “What do you think you are doing?” I asked. “I am trying to help in any way I can and if this is it then so be it.” she said crouching down. I lowered myself in a fighting stance before she sprang I realized that she wasn’t a fighter but she knew enough to get her by just in case she ever needed it. As soon as I figured this out, I had her pinned to the mat. “That will be enough. I want you to go home and wait with the others please.” She sighed but did as I said before she was out the door I stopped he. “You probably won't believe this but you did help…oh and Esme, thank you.” I told her before heading up stairs and showering before bed.

            When I got to school the next morning I wasn’t really feeling like myself. My body was tingling everywhere and I didn’t know why. As I was sitting in first period Mr. Greene came on over the speaker saying anybody who wanted to participate in the dance group will meet after school in the gym today. To say that the day went by really slow would be a lie one minute I and in class the next I am being dismissed earlier so I could set up everything and talk with Mr. Greene about everything before the final bell. I was sitting in his office as he read over the contract and the list of what I plan to do and a contract between him and myself about me being able to do as I please and being allowed to kick anybody out of the group as I please if they can't follow the rules and that will also explained about the cameras. He agreed as long as I don’t kick them out before he gets a chance to review the footage.

            With all that said and down I headed to the gym. I set up my computer and speakers with the cameras places all around the room so everything was visible. I quickly ran into the locker room to change before I ran back out, but I don’t trust people to leave stuff alone. I needed something to keep me preoccupied so I had some soft music playing in the background as I sat and did the homework that was assigned to me today. I finished just as the final bell rang and people started to come in the gym. There was a lot more people than I would have thought there will be interested in this. After a few minute I stood up and looked at everyone. “I need all of you have a seat please.” I told the room I was trying very hard not to yell, but it was getting very hard. “Shut the hell up or get the fuck out!” I shouted when my temper got the best of me.

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