Battle Angel

Chapter 25: Gun Practice

Chapter 25 

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Scarlett's P.O.V

My eyes fluttered open. The natural morning light shined through my curtains. It seemed like it rained. The sound of my alarm pounded through my head. Rolling over to my right side, I pressed down on the off button. A loud groan left my lips. I couldn't move at all.

My body was sore from the intense workout. I lay there, not daring to move. My muscles slightly relaxed. Every single muscle in my entire body ached. Even my toenails hurt. If thats possible.

I took a deep breath. Exhaling, I thought for a minute. Maybe I should stay home today. No. I missed school yesterday, I thought. What was I thinking when I was training yesterday? That was way too intense.

I looked at the clock. I'm running late. Using as little muscle I could, I dragged myself out of bed. My feet reached the ground. Standing up I almost fell. My legs could barely hold me up.

I walked into the bathroom. The cold tile floor sent jolts of pain up my feet. I groaned. I took my time doing everything. When I looked in the mirror I was surprised. I didn't look as bad as I felt.

Walking back into my room, I began to undress. Luckily the clothes I had on were loose. They simply slipped right off. I left them on the floor. I was too lazy, and in too much pain to bend down and pick them up.

I felt goose bumps on my skin. I shuddered from the cold. Walking to my closet, I looked for an outfit that took the least effort. I found a pair of grey sweats that cuffed around my knees, and a maroon long sleeved shirt.

I walked as I tied my hair into a pony tail. Looking in the mirror, I applied a thin line of black eyeliner. Next a thin coat of mascara. I put on some chap-stick. Lastly I sprayed myself with a little bit of perfume.

I felt so comfortable in this shirt. It wasn't tight around my body. Though it did shape my waist. The arms went long past my wrists and hung off of my skin. It was simple. No designs. The neck cut revealed my collarbone only. There were three creme colored buttons from the neck down.

Grabbing my phone, I went down the stairs. Every step hurt. I looked at the clock. 6:45. I still had 20 minutes. Taking out a bowl and spoon, I set it on the counter. I grabbed the milk and a box of 'Cinnamon Toast Crunch'.

After about 10 minutes, I left the house. I reached school and parked my car. This is going to be a long day, I thought. It was hot last night. This morning seemed dry and chilly.

I spotted Naiomi as she walked towards me. Her blond curls bounced with every step she took. "Morning sunshine." she says with a smile.

"Hey Nai.." I said lifelessly. 

Naiomi laughed. Did I say something funny? I wondered.

"Why are you so dead today?" she asks with a giggle.

"Am I ?" I ask.

Judging by her eyes darting around me, she was reading my body language. Naiomi frowned at me.

"What is it?" I ask. Okay so maybe I don't look as dressed up today. I didn't feel like it.

"Your as stiff as a robot." Naiomi comments.

"Oh. Yeah its from training with Raze. I worked my body too hard." I say waving my hand in dismissal. That hurt. I winced.

We walked to where the pack was. I said hello to everyone. They all mentioned how I looked "comfy" today. Sheesh, was it that bad? Night was no where to be seen. I was relieved. I looked at Raze who yawned. He's not a morning person either huh?