Easy Peasy

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Christina, Will, Tris, Al and I quickly get dressed and eat breakfast then head to the training room.

"First jumper in the ring!" Eric yells. I kick my shoes off and drop my jacket.

"And," he starts, "Peter." I hear Tris gasp.

"Remember what I told you. You're fast reflexes could tire him out. Get the first shot to the throat," Four says as he walks past me. I nod subtly.

"Ready to get your ass kicked Stiff?" Peter trash talks.

"I'm always ready to kick ass!" I say before kicking up at his neck, hitting my target. Hard.

He starts coughing. Then grabs my ankle and pulls me down. I quickly roll and stand back up. He throws a few punches that are easily blocked. He kicks up toward my chest, but I duck and roll under him. I kick the back of his knee causing him to fall. I wrap my legs around his torso causing him to be unable to move and I grab his right arm and pull it behind his back and hold the other down with my free arm.

"Awe, poor baby can't move?" I coo with sarcasm. He grunts and knees me in the side causing me to roll away from him. After that, I go into defense mode.

He punches and I grab his fist and spin quickly and kick his feet out from underneath him and repeatedly punch his face. He spits in my face causing me to stop long enough for him to shove me off, stand back up and kick me.

I jump up to my feet, then jump again and wrap my legs around his neck and flip backward causing him to crash to the floor. I look at Eric, and he nods. I kick Peter's head hard causing him to black out.

I take a deep breath and remember, I'm away from Him. He can't hurt me.

"You alright?" Tris asks me.

"I'm fine. Just went into defense mode that's all," I reply before wiping some blood off my face.

"That was awesome!" Christina says, "Nothing like that has happened all week!" I smile.

" I guess not," I reply.

"Bri, can I talk to you for a minute?" Four pulls me away.

"Uh yeah sure," I say before following Four into the hallway.

"You did good," he says simply.

"I did everything you said," I say.

"I noticed. But maybe try keeping your weight on the balls of your feet instead of your heels. You'll be able to move even faster," he says.

"Kinda like this?" I ask before getting into my fighting stance and standing on the balls of my feet.

"Exactly like that. With being able to move faster than most, you'll win every match," he says.

"What's next? Throwing knives?" I ask. He's silent. "You're kidding right?" He smirks. I groan and walk back to Christina and Tris to get lunch.

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