13. Furior falling for the enemy great

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CHAPTER 13

Still shocked from when Nick gave me the rose that I was now holding in my right hand and stroking it with the other, I didn't here the bell ring. That is until one of my students spoke up. "Miss? That sure is a pretty rose. I didn't know there ever existed a black rose. Whom may I ask gave it to you?" I stood up straight putting the rose in my drawer and turning to see the whole class staring at me. "Now that is where you are being too bold Amelia" I smiled "but it is a beautiful rose one of my favorites." I cleared my throat. "Anywho, I have a project now now don't groan" I laughed when they started complaining "It is a fun one and easy to make up points before your midterm." I explained the project to them and the class actually seemed excited about it. It was easy I had to admit just memorizing and reciting. What could go wrong? Just then I spoke too quickly for a student asked me "So if I pick a scene where the two characters in the play you know bump uglies" I scowled "will we be able to-" i cut him off "No you will not! This is not a joke and if you are serious about your grade than i believe you straighten up your horrible sense of humor and start learning to be chivilrous! Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?" I was infuriated! Men..correction...BOYS!...don't know how to be a gentlemen anymore. All they care about is a quick "hook-up". The boy nodded his head. "Very well. And because of Mr. Stevensons' outburst I came up with another wonder idea! I will plan a ball at a hotel and arrange everything no need to pay in which you guys are invited. However there is a catch! You will need to stay after school for about an hour or two to learn etiquetticy. And it will be a masquerade therefore you will be able to know the persons personalitys and in the end I will make you guys reveal your masks. Who in?" The class cheered and the bell rang. Wow i certainly am going to be busy i'll just have the katrina plan it. She wont mind I hope. Teaching is so fun!

At the end of the day I was about to walk out my class when I remembered the flower. I strode over to the desk and opened up the drawer that contained the beauty. I looked at the trash can and back at the flower in my hand. I did this a couple of times before a sense of vertigo hit me. What to do? For sure  already threw away one flower but two is too much. Isn't it? Yes yes ofcourse afterall it IS my favorite flower. It's decided then. I put the flower in a safe compartment in my bag and slung it over my shoulder walking out the door and locking it. Turning around I came face to face with Nick. he wasn't there a second ago. Weird much? "Goodness!" I gasped putting a hand over my heart. "Are you trying to kill me Nick?" "Oh so it's Nick now?" he asked with an amusement smile playing at his lips. I rolled my eyes and started walking past him towards the front doors of the school. "I guess" I shrugged my shoulders as if I didn't care. "Well.." he said falling into step with me "did you like my flower?" I shrugged again. I want to say OFCOURSE DUMMY I LOVED IT! but stayed blase. "I've been given flowers before" This time we were nearing my bike. I looked around. The girls were already gone. Good. They remembered about practice. I was stopped short when Nick grabbed my arm and turned me around to face him. "But did you like it?" He asked. It sounded as if his life depended on my answer. I tip-toed up to his ear putting my mouth close to it. I felt him tense which made me smirk. I'm glad to have this much of an effect on him. Wait what effect?! i shouldn't be doing this! But I'm having fun! "I loved it" i whispered and felt him shiver. I turned swiftly around putting on my helmet, getting on the bike, and racing home leaving him behind shocked at my actions. I mean I was even shocked at my own actions. i shook my head making sure the only thing claiming my mind are the moves that were needed to be taught during practice.

When I got home I quickly got changed into some volleyball shorts (they're very comfortable) a tight,but not too tight, white tank top and some blck hightop jordans. I put my hair into a messy ponytail and went outside with my swords. As expected the girls were there in a semi circle. I nodded towards them. "Sorry i took so lomg..something.....came up." "Something or someone?" Lidea asked with an eyebrow raised. The others chickled while I just rolled my eyes. "ANYWAYS We will learn to master our weapons of choice today. You guys should be mastered by the end of practice because of the consistency you've guys have been running through. Let's get started.." By the end of practice we were all in a circle laying on the ground on our backs controlling our breathing. I was proud of the girls. They endured more than ever in this session. I made them close their eyes and handle their weapon. I made them listen to the sounds around them and had them feel the weight of the weapon that they considered themselves masters. It takes a great weaponeer to know the distruction of their weapon. Then came the hard part. They had to fight me with a blindfold and believe in their skill and handling. It was tough but efficient.

"Do you here that?" Hannah sent me. I sure did I heard a rustle coming from the trees. We got up quickly not to make a sound. When near enough we pounced. And tied the trespasser up on the tree in a net. He was squirming and struggling. "There is not use in struggling. Now tell me Were what is your business in being here." "I carry a message for the people who are exterminating the rogues." "And who is this this message for specifically?" "The leader ofcourse." He looked up at me through the net holes eyes boring into mine.

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