Military Academy

Academy

I wake up later than normal with a slight headache thanks to the amount I drank last night. I roll out of bed trudge into my bathroom and get ready for the day. I button up a black shirt paired with black trousers and boots before styling my hair. I check that everything I need packed and ready to go in my bag again making sure I've not missed anything.

I walk down stairs and sit down at the table, Eva pours me some water and I quickly drink it.
"I told you not to drink too much" Abel taunts.
"It's just a slight headache" I counter.
Arson stumbles down the steps.
"It's not as bad as him" I motion to Arson who falls into his chair and groans.

Abel shakes his head at us and continues eating, as I pick up anything that looks good to me, Arson rests his head on the table. Abel peers over the top of his paper and kicks Arson under the table causing Arson to jolt upright. Abel gives him a look and Arson groans drinking his cup of water.

"stupid" Abel mumbles under his breath as I continue to butter my toast.

I stifle my laugh by clamping my lips shut as I butter my toast.

"It's not funny" Arson mumbles kicking my shin.

"Yeah right" I mutter rubbing my shin to calm to throbbing pain.

I get out of the car and pull my bag out of the trunk before closing it. Abel gets out and looks at me with a small smile, before patting my shoulder.

"Be good, don't fight and don't make me worried" he lists with a small smirk.

I laugh and shake my head.

"Don't shake your head it's a small list of demands that I want done" he says.

"Yeah no need to worry, I'll uphold them" I reassure.

"Better" he nods firmly.

"I'll see you soon" I say.

"See you" he nods allowing me to walk into the tall gates of the academy.

I walk past the circular track and to the steps leading to the Main doors of the school where everyone else had gathered.

I make small talk with people as we wait for the our instructors to appear be I spot a smaller gathering of guys not too far from us.

I walk over and see the guy from a few nights ago, Bentley Johnson arguing with someone. I nudge someone.

"What the hell is going on?" I ask.

"apparently the guy knocked over Bentley's bag, but he wasn't even close to him" he says rolling his eyes as Bentley continues to scream.

"wow" I shake my head. Bentley continues to argue and shout.

"Oh shut the fuck up already!" I shout from the crowd getting tired of watching.

"who are you to say- you're the guy from the restaurant" he glares at me.

"I really can't believe you remember me, your Daddy probably does too" I smirk.

"Mind your own fucking business!"

"If it involves you I'll always try to find a way to get involved" I laugh.

"I was drunk last time but now I'm sober. Let's go for round two" he kicks his bag to the side and I drop mine on the ground.

"I'll make it quick just like the first one, do you finish that quick in bed too?" I ask teasing him.

the look of pure anger crosses his features as he comes at me swinging a punch.

"Ooft, its a swing and a miss" I comment dodging his punch before swiftly punching his gut. I ignore the list of demands Abel had told me before I walked through the gates, as I go to swipe his feet from beneath him making him fall.