Weapon Training Class

All I wanted was to start my second year of high school like a normal fifteen year old. Instead, into a whole different world, where weapons choose who uses them and there is a possibility that your life could end with one wrong move. On top of that we all look alike with, bright blue eyes and black hair. Those two things are what set us apart from the rest of society.

"I'm not done with her yet." Trevor says with a determined look on his face.
I felt my heart drop as I saw the promise etched into his face, I don't know if I could take another hit from him. Still doubled over in pain I pant, "Can we just call it a draw?"
"Awl, come on Violet, I'm just getting warmed up." He says while stretching his arms and rocking from foot to foot
"Don't give up yet Vi, you got him on the mat twice, you can beat him." Haley says in a enthusiastic voice, that I think is supposed to be encouraging.
"Alright, alright. Lets just get this over with." I say with a loud sigh
"That's the spirit Vi." Kalep says trying to hide a smile.
Rolling my eyes, I stand up and climb back onto the mat, dreading taking on another hit from Trevor.