Am I Right?

Chapter One: Training Begins

This book will mostly be in Clara's point of view.

I groan and look at my clock that read 11:58 P.M. I was two minutes away from my tenth birthday, and I was excited to start training.

I snuck out of my bed, and walk into Brighten's room where he was sleeping peacefully. I giggle, and look at the clock that now read 12:00 A.M. I was officially Ten years old.

"Brighten," I whisper shaking him. He turned over with a grunt. "Go away dad," he groans. "Brighten it's me, Clara!" I whisper, shaking him harder. He opened his eyes slowly. "Clare?" He asks, seeing me. I scowl. Nobody called me that but Spin. I giggle in thought of my best friend on the island. "Brighten I told you," I tsked. "That you can't call me that." "Whatever," he says, turning over to face me. "Happy birthday. Now go away," he says, tucking the covers under him again and falling asleep. I roll my eyes and snuck back to my bedroom, and got into my bed. I fell asleep immediately.

I opened my eyes again at footsteps coming from my parents and uncles quarters beside my room. I get up and yawn, stretching. I grab my black bunny slippers, and flatten out my Dan and Phil t-shirt I was wearing to bed. I walk out of my room and was instantly bewildered at the sight of the mentors quarters.

A banner hung from the ceiling, and a cake sporting about thirteen different flavors, was sitting neatly on the bar table. There were balloons tied everywhere–most of them Uncle Adam had blown up with his nose– and presents stacked high on the floor. Snowball, my dads dog, was running around knocking over things. Her curly fur was brushed, and she looked like she had a trim. Seeing my dad, I quickly jumped behind the bar table.

"Cool!" I exclaimed, blowing my cover from behind the table. My dad hears me, and chuckles. He walks over to me, and helps me up. "Happy tenth birthday Clara," he says smiling, while kissing me on the forehead. "Thanks dad!" I say, grinning from ear to ear.

As he set me down, I saw my mother chasing what looked like to be a rat out of room. Her four month pregnant stomach was barely showing. "I swear," she growled. "If Bob brings me ONE MORE RAT, I will choke him," she says, as I walk over to her. She gives me a hug, and laughs at the t-shirt I'm wearing. "What?" I ask, blushing slightly. It's not like I had THAT big of an obsession over them. Okay. Maybe a HUGE OBSESSION. But it's barely my fault. I just HAD to have my "mundane" friend show it to me.

I giggle, and my mom grins. "Go change," she says smiling. "It's your first day of training remember?" She asks. My eyes widen. I ALMOST FORGOT! I super speeded back to my room, and stepped into my capsule. It changed me into a yellow training suit. Apparently, Grandpa Davenport had the settings on the capsule to change me for beginners clothing. I shrug and walk out, eager to start my first day training.

I eat a slice of my fathers birthday cake (from his last birthday which was a month before mine), and walk out. Upon walking out, I see Aunt Jackiline fixing something at Uncle Douglas's work table.

"Hi Aunt Jackie," I say, walking to her. She turned around and grinned. Okay. She isn't really my aunt. I just don't know what to call her. Grandma Jackiline? Nah. She's not THAT old.

"Hey Clara," she says, twirling a piece of brown/black hair around her finger. "What's up?" She asks. "You don't know what day it is?" I ask. "Of course I do!" Aunt Jackiline says grinning. "It's February Nineteenth. A.K.A: We All Hide From Donald Davenport Day!" She jokes. I roll my eyes. "Aunt Jackie!" I whine. "I can't believe you don't remember my birthday!" "It can't be!" Aunt Jackiline said dramatically. I giggle. "Well. Happy birthday," she says, as she turned around and continued her project. I smile. "Thanks Aunt Jackie. Tell Uncle Douglas hi for me!" I say, walking away to join a few other students.

I was talking to my friend Katrina, as I feel arms envelope me in a hug. I scream and turn around seeing Spin. I hug him back, quickly and let go. "You excited about your first day of training?" He asks, grinning. I nod. "Yah. Dad promised that it would be fun," I say, grinning and placing my phone on the table so it wouldn't break while I was training.

I looked up as my dad walked in, my mom following closely behind. She didn't have to mentor the students since she's pregnant, but she likes to observe the students. She takes a seat behind me, and watches my father. She then taps me on the back. "Go up to your father," she whispers, and I nod. I walk over to him as he starts explaining stuff.

"We have a new student today," dad says, putting his arm around me. "This is my daughter, Clara. She'll be joining us in our training," he says, grinning like an idiot. I giggle. I didn't know why he introduced me to the people I've known for a while. But hey. It's good to re-introduce someone once in a while. I guess.

The training season went well. Bob got distracted and went over to flirt with my mom, which got dad pissed. I knocked Spin to the floor, when he was fighting me. I offered my hand to him, he took it, but pulled me to the ground on top of him. "Never underestimate the enemy," he whispers, pushing me off of him and standing up. He offered his hand and I took it. He then helped me up, grinning like an idiot. I laugh as my dad disbanded the training session. One session down, another to go.

I hoped you liked the first chapter of 'Am I Right?' This is the sequel to 'Am I Wrong?' XD.

Hoped you liked it!

Bye!~Jay Heartly