Chapter 6: Jack

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The ringing of my alarm and the fresh set of yawns awoke me.

I get up and dress myself in a black crop top and a pair of sleek black leggings. I wear a leather jacket just in case it gets chilly in the corridors and brush my hair.

Lance and Mac await me in the common room, wearing matching jeans and white muscle shirts.

"Heller!"I wave to them. They wave back and Mac yawns, running a hand through his hair. Lance bites the inside of his cheek and puts his hands in his pockets.

"So...training begins in twelve minutes. We have six to eat breakfast and another to grab our stuff and head outside, Where our teacher requires us to be."Mac said boredly, plopping down on the couch.

I groan and walk to grab my daggers I bought for my sixteenth birthday, and a couple of sheaths for it my cousin made for me.

I walked down stairs, snatching an apple from a cranky looking Lance.

He growled when I took a large bite. "Hey!"he yelled. I cringed as he rushed up to me and got all in my face. I could smell the bodywash and shampoo he used today.

"Okay, geez I'll make you some food."I said. I took the palm of my hand out and conjured an apple and a biscuit.

He took it gingerly and smushed it in his face, eating it all in one. "Thank you. More please."he said, giving me a puppy dog frown.

I considered it for a minute and gave him a plate bombarded with pancakes. He groaned in delight and ate it with great gusto.

My face scrunched up together at him and I looked at my watch to distract myself from revolting.

"We got....five minutes left. Come on, lets go. Oh Lance, bring the fuc-effing plate you big baby."I said as he whimpered about not bringing the plate.

He literally did a touchdown dance when I said he could bring the plate. "I see what you mean, Mac. He really is...obsessive about his food."I said. Mac nodded and sighed loudly. "This is tnot what I meant."he said. I shoke my head and continued  walking.

"According to the map, we have to take a left here...right...straight and here we are!"I said looking up from the school map.

We were out in a rather large yard and it was only a group of ten students before we came out. More filled out and a teacher that was very tall, muscular, and stern looking walked out wearing a pair of leggings and a tight crop top.

"Hello students. My name is Miss Turner. I will be your combat instructor, your mentor, your enforcer, your idol warrior!"she yelled. I took a deep gulp as she walked around to look everyone in the eye. When she saw me she smirked deeply.
"I'd like to see everyone's potential before I teach what needs to be teached!"she said.

She paired us up with partners but I didn't notice the guy next to me. He had a familiar aura and smell. I turned my head slowly to see Nicholas grinning down at me.

"This will be fun."he said. I shoke my head and took a few paces away from him. "Never judge a girl by her size. Remember when I kicked your as- butt? That memory will be fresh in your mind and body again."I said dangerously.

He grinned stupidly. "Do have amnesia stupid?!"I screamed before running to kick him in his chin.

His shield came around me and I bounced back against a tree trunk. Through my strands of hair I looked at his grinning form. I snarled loudly and grinned myself. I stood up slowly and walked to him like a predator surronding it's prey.

My eyes glowed crimson and he groaned in agony, falling on the ground. I intensified his pain and he screamed. His shield was acting up all around me but I took his ability and used it against him.

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