Chapter Four

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I wake up to Trance poking my arm and Pride shaking my shoulder. "Hey! What are you guys doing!?" I slap their hands away. "Trying to wake you up. Trance said people from Liberal don't like to be touched or woke up by being yelled at so I decided that he poked your arm and I shook your shoulder." She shrugs likes there is nothing wrong. I give both of them a glance.

    "I am not in Liberal so you might as well wake me up by yelling at me." I shrug while getting up. "Well hurry up. We have training in a half an hour." Trance says while smiling. Erin is by the door. "Come on guys. Get dressed and we can by some new clothes." He waves his hand to tell us to hurry up.

    I put on my regular gray clothes. We climb the stairs to the store. It has a bunch of black clothes. There is already a group of transfers there. I go to the girl section with Pride.

    I find a pair of loose clothes. They are just regular pants and a long sleeved shirt. "How about this?" I show Pride the clothes. She shakes her head. "You are in a new faction. It is time to find new clothes as well." She smiles. "What's your size?" She looks through a rack of shirts and pants. "Medium." I shrug. She takes out a pair of tight jeans and a tight tank top. The tank top has swirls of red on it. She also has a leather jacket.

    "And in shoes?" She looks around for where the shoes are at. "Size 8." She goes by the bouts and finds a pair in my size. "Here put these on." She hands me the clothes and pair of shoes.

    I go to the changing rooms and change. I fold my old clothes and place them to the side. I walk outside. Pride smiles at me. "What?" I ask. She pushes me toward the mirror. I stare at my self. I look gorgeous. I look at myself in awe. "I look like...someone else." I say it as quiet as possible. She frowns. "Is that good or bad?" She looks at my eyes in the mirror. I smile. "It's good." I stare at my self.

    She grabs my arm. "Time for make up." She drags me to the makeup section. She grabs red lipstick. She places it back down and shakes her head. Then she grabs pink lipstick and smiles. She grabs eyeliner. The only reason I know what it is is because my mom used it during special events. "This will do for now." She faces me. "I don't want myself to pretty. I want to look normal." I frown. I just realized what I said is something someone from Liberal would say. I shrug. "Who cares. I am not from Liberal anymore."

    I let her put the eyeliner and lipstick. When she is done, she leads me to the mirror. "There you go. You look great." I look at myself. "Thanks." I smile. While I look at my self in the mirror she does my hair. I watch her carefully straighten my hair and moves it to the side. She leaves it down. I smile when shes done. "Okay now it is my turn." She smiles.

    Pride is wearing shorts with a tank top. She has her hair up. She is wearing regular sneakers and wears red lipstick with the same eye liner.

    We come out to the boys wearing tank tops and jeans. They have gel in their hair making spikes. They stare at us. I snap my fingers. "Are you guys there?" They shake their heads to get out of the daze.

    Trance and I are walking side by side. Erin and Pride walk in front of us while talking. "Hey. You look nice." Trance looks at me while smiling. "Thanks and you do as well." I poke him in the arm.

    We walk into the training room. The other transfers are already there. They stare at us as we walk in. Everyone is either wearing their old faction clothes or wearing regular jeans and a top. We go to one side of the room. I lean against the wall with one foot up. I cross my arms. I feel normal. I feel like my self.

    Dare walks in. His jaw is tightened and his hands are in a fist. He looks angry about something but I can't tell what. He stands in the middle of the room. He looks around at us. He stops looking around when he spots us four. His eyes widen. Wait, he is not looking at all four of us. He is staring at me. I stare at him. For a few minutes we stare at each other. Then he keeps on looking at everyone else. He clears his throat. "Today we will be learning to fight. You guys better pay attention or you will mess up with tomorrow. Each one of you will fight me tomorrow. Each day we will fight until you win and not me. The first one to win will probably be ranked first." He looks around.

    After he demond straighten some moves, we had to practice. We practices with huge punching bags. Every time I punched it my knuckles sting. I groan. "Oh, look it. The Stiff is having trouble with punching. Boo hoo. So sad." The boy from the other side of the room says. He laughs at the end. A girl and boy next to him laughs. "I think you are right, Jack. She should really be getting help. Not her helping someone else." The girl on the other side of him laughs. "Maybe so, Minzie." Jack says.

    Anger bubbles inside of me. I punch the bag as hard as possible. I hit it so hard it moved a little. I don't even care that my knuckles are stinging like crazy. I shake my hand. I side kick it and it moves a little to the left. They stop laughing. I take a deep breathe. How did I just do that? I stop for a while.

    Dare comes by me. "You better start punching and kicking again if you want to beat me Stiff." Anger goes through me again. I punch the bag with all my might again. I turn sideways and kick it. I stop for a while. The punching bag swings a little. I turn around to look at Dare. He is looking at me with wide eyes and an open mouth. His hands are crossed with one of his hands under his chin. "Is that good enough?" I hiss. I cross my arms when I am done asking the question. All he could do is nod. I shake my hands and turn around. I could still tell he is looking at me because I don't hear any foot steps. I start punching and kicking again. I finally hear footsteps again. I just noticed that I was holding my breathe until I breathed out when he left.

    It is time for lunch. Trance, Pride, Erin, and I walk to the cafeteria. We sit where we sat yesterday during our first day. At first we sit in silent. Then Dare walks in. He sits at our table. We try not to pay attention to him but we can't. All of us is looking at him. He looks at us. "What?" Dare says while getting a piece of toast. Trance shrugs and we all go back to getting food. Pride leans close to me. "So what was that about in training?" She whispers it in my ear. I look at her. "Ok. Well, first that dude named Jack and that girl named Minzie from the other side of the room made fun of me. Then Dare told me that I better start punching and kicking if I want to beat him since I was a Stiff. Both of that stuff made me angry so I kept kicking and punching the bag as hard as I could. So yeah. That's what happened." I say as sarcastic as possible. Hopefully the rolling the eyes helped. I smile and go back to eating. "Well, why don't you try to show them off tomorrow? You know. Like beat Dare up and show them that you are strong even though you are a Stiff." She shrugs. I shake my head. "You don't understand. I am weak. I just did that because I was angry. Beating someone for no reason makes no sense." I mumble it through a mouthful of food. She nods.

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