The Extraordinary

Chapter 11

Three hours has passed of me dying.

Im laying on the floor panting from doing multiple exercises I did. Then on top of that I ran a freaking mile.

I'm done.

I already feel the blood in the back of my throat.

Im going to die.

"Tell my family's I love them" I whimper holding my heart then went completely still.

"Get up Lux, you're completely fine." Luc reached to help me up from the ground.

"I have not done a full exercise like that since my freshman year. We didn't even do it to that extent either." I groaned.

"Well you better get used to it because your only breaks are Monday's."

At least my schedule didn't change.

"I'm so sore, you don't understand." I fell back onto the ground.

Luc sighed and picked me up bridal style then started walking out the door.

"My thighs are burning." I complained.

"Take a cold bath because we still have to get you sized." Sadie said next to Luc.

"Can we postpone it?" I asked.

I always loved shopping, but my thighs aren't up for it today.

"Nope." She ended the discussion.

He walked me to my room and set me down on my bathroom toilet. Sadie came around and placed a outfit on the counter by the sink.

"Sadie will run you a bath, you bathe, get dressed, and then meet Kieron and Sadie at the front door." He nodded then exited out the bathroom.

"There you go." She got from her knees and dusted off her leggings.

"Thank you so much Sadie." I wobbled to her for a hug.

"No problem, after all we did work you to death." She laughed.

"Well, I'll go get ready and wait with Kieron, if he's even there." She waves to me and walks out.

Right when she closes the door I'm stripped naked, easing my way into the bathtub.

This is so cold.

Did she put ice in here?

Weirdly when my body was fully emerged into the water, my aching muscles started to relax.

Oh lord this feels good.

I soaked until my fingers turned wrinkly. I finally decided to get out and get ready.

I examine the outfit Sadie picked out for me.

It was a pair of high waisted jeans with a burgundy long sleeve shirt.

I shrug trying the outfit on. I look into the mirror and find the shirt going above the high waisted pants and it's formed fitting.

I never wear this kind of stuff, ever.

This outfit shows that my hips go out a little wider than my waist. Also my boobs are on show, not from cleavage, but from the tightness of the shirt. I can't do this. I run and grab a red vans shirt and slip it on.

I sigh and walk out braiding my hair into a halo braid. I look at my folded blanket for awhile then shook my head and grabbed my phone.

I refuse to leave or lose my prized possession at wherever we go.

I walk out my room and pause. I don't know where the hell I'm going.

Can't call anyone since I don't have none of there contacts.