Nemesis ◊ 5sos au

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Arya walked through the doors, hoping to find the four men from yesterday but found an empty office. She heard footsteps behind her, and an arm grab her shoulder before she turned and pushed the mystery person away. She sighed as it was only the blonde one, Luke she believed, from yesterday.

"Training is this way." He said and she followed behind him and breathed out as she entered the training facility. It was huge; it had a training area for lifting weights, followed by what looks to be a gymnastic area and she smiled until she saw the other three standing there. Luke joined them, all of them looking at her as she set down her bag.

Each of them was clad in gym shorts and a muscle tee, and she rolled her eyes as she saw each but Ashton attempting to flex. Ashton smiled while Michael glared at her, still bitter over yesterday.

She was wearing a pair of athletic pants with an old T-shirt, one that she loves to much to get rid of. Her father gave it to her when she was younger, and now she was big enough to wear it.

It was his alma mater, something she was supposed to experience as well, but then fate had to intervene and she had to deal with her fathers death. Calum stepped forward, smirking at the girl and Arya sighed.

"We're going to test your skills to make sure you can keep up with us. Calum is going to test your combat skills, and I'll see how you deal with scenarios or tests you may have to deal with." Ashton said, and Arya smirked as Calum nodded.

This was going to be too easy. Arya's handled guys much larger than Calum when her father had her training, and he was probably going to be cocky, something that was to Arya's advantage.

Calum cracked his neck, making Arya laugh slightly before he moved towards her. He went to grab her, but she moved and smiled as he was laughing, but then became serious.

He moved again, but Arya ducked under his arm and he tensed as he faced her again. He grabbed her and pinned her down, but she kneed him in the stomach before rolling out from underneath him and moving on top of him.

She pinned his wrists in her arms, and he struggled. He flipped her over, him landing between her legs on his back and he stood.

He offered his hand out, and Arya took it, before pulling him down and pushed him down. She pulled his arm back slightly, making him wince and she smirked in victory.

Ashton couldn't help but smile as Arya looked up at him, almost as if she was challenging the boys to come forward next. Calum stopped struggling, and Arya let him up, and Michael started laughing as Calum stood and sulked over to the boys.

"Not bad." Ashton commented and Arya nodded, feeling slightly bored with it.

"Okay. Let's do this." Arya said, going over to the training area and the guys followed. Luke was the most skilled in it, and he moved up to the top of the platform and helped Arya with him.

"It's pretty simple. Just follow me." Luke said, smiling at her and Arya nodded. Luke started jogging, going through the course and and Arya came, following at a steady pace.

They had to jump over obstacles, duck through some things and climb some other stuff. Arya found it easy, and started to pass Luke as they came to the obstacle course. Arya climbed up the rope, passing Luke with ease and he chuckled as he was now following Arya.

Once they finished the course, Arya jumped down, going to stand by the other three and Luke followed behind her.

"She passed me." Luke said and Ashton smiled as the girl glanced at the sporty watch on her wrist and sighed.

"That was easy." She said, and Michael rolled his eyes. He was irritated by the girl, yet so infatuated with her. He knew it was wrong, even if it was, he doubted he could get her. With his luck, she'd go for Luke or Calum, or even Ashton. It's happened his entire life, why would it stop now?