Sweat trickled down my forehead and I blinked a few times to keep it out of my eyes. My legs pounding onto the ground, my lungs burning from the effort.
"Come on Àgnes, just another mile!" My training partner Alexander encouraged me. Pushing myself and advancing on him I kept going on. I had to be faster, better, stronger. I slowed my ritme as I heard the beeping of Alexanders watch a little behind me. I made it!
We both stopped and supported our hands on our knees, panting like crazy. "That...pant... was..pant..torture!" I exclaimed. Alexander just nodded in agreement. "You look like shit girl." Alexander lauged. I looked up and saw him grinning at me, his shirt clining to his abs, his dark brown hair a mess and his face as red as a tomato. "Likewise tomatohead." We both burst out in laughter and slowly walking in the direction of my home, Alexander swinging his arm over my shoulder.
"I should watch out for you now, you just went right past me there. You're getting better at this. Tomorrowmorning I'm joining you in your training. Maybe Andràs can teach me a few more moves I can test on you." He winked as I nudged him in the ribs. It was always like this, trying to outdo each other on every aspect of our trainings. Tomorrow morning before our first day of school we would be receiving training in martial arts combat and last time Alexander joined me, I tottaly kicked his butt and he still couldn't believe it!
I gulped on my water bottle and passed it onto him. I watched the green forest around us and instantly felt more relaxed. I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes. "I love it here." I muttered while leaning against Alexander a little more. "Yeah it's quiet. No arguments, no troubles, no noises, no pressure. Just us." I looked up at him and saw him smiling down on me. Me being my short 5"4 and him being 6". The forest was the only place where we had peace and as soon as we stepped out if it, it would be over.
I looked up at his cocky grin from my position on the ground and scowled. I would take him down and whipe that grin off his face!
I took him down with a double leg takedown I learned from wrestling. Once he was down I straddled him and moved on with a ground 'n pound, him covering his face to protect himself. He knew not to provoke me!
"Allright that's enough. Àgnes! Enough!" Andràs shouted dragging me off Alexanders body having me in a tight hold, his arms under my armpits. I was panting hard trying to control my anger and adrenaline. This is what we did everytime. Get me pumped up on anger and adrenaline so I could fight with all my strength because I was too much of a teddy bear when I had to fight the people I knew.
I went through some calming breathing techniques with my training while Alexander flipped himself off the ground. "You've got some spike today! I like it!" Alexander laughed while rotating his right shoulder which I planted a hard blow on just a couple of minutes ago.
When I was finally calmed down Andràs let me go and ruffled trough my hair giving me a wink. "Good job you two. Go hit the showers or you'll be late for school."
We both dashed for our towels and exited the training basement under my house trying to slap eachother with the towels. "No slapping towels! You'll murder my vases!" My mother shouted from the kitchen when we entered the hallway.
"Sorry Mrs. Almàssy!" Alexander exclaimed, popping his head into the kitchen. He could be such a suck up, I shook my head and quickly grabbed an apple before sprinting up the stairs to get my more than deserved shower.
"Oh Alex you know you can just call me Cecìla. You practicly grew up with our little Àgneska. You can take the shower downstairs, I already put some towels up for you." I heard my mom talking to him affectionatly. My mom just adored Alexander, I couldn't blame her really. He was the perfect gentleman when he needed to be, always protected me even when we were just kids and ofcourse the dominant reason, he helped my father with bussines.
Trying not the think about it I turned up the shower to get it hot, took some clothes out of my walk-in closet and peeled of the sweaty garments off my body scrunching my nose up. Egh I stinked after that two hour training!
I quickly entered the steamy shower and washed my dark blond locks that just reached under my ribs. It was annoying to wash and detangle but when i fought i could use it as a weapon! It just slapped someone in the face when they were too close. I giggled to myself as I remember how many times Alexander got slapped with it.
I quickly dryed myself and put on my dark blue skinny jeans, a pastel pink tank top and a black fitted vest and left it open. I rummaged through my shoes and found my black high heel ankle boots. I just dried my hair a little bit and put it up into a high pony tail, finishing the look by applying some mascara and clear lipgloss already having my silver studs in my ears. I smiled at my reflection and skipped down the stairs.
"Took you long enough pompàs." Alexander smirked with his arms crossed infront of his chest. I smacked up on the arms when I passed him. He always called me gorgeous to tease me, eventhough a small part of me knew he was serious about it. He always knew to put comments like that into our conversations. I liked him, but he was like family for me and I hated to disappoint him but I never commented on it.
I kissed my mom goodbye as she handed me my black schoolbag. "Love yah mom!" I shouted while running past Alexander and out of the door towards his car. He had just purchased the latest car out, a Chevrolet corvette stingray in a nice red. He opened the passenger door for me and I slid into the leather seat waiting for him to reach his side of the car.
"So what classes are you taking this year? Don't tell me you're taking the same classes as me again, if so, I am going to scream." I told him arching my right brow looking at him scepticly while he was just laughing. "Don't worry I talked about it with your father and he has agreed to give you some breathing space. I'll be focusing myself on the more technical classes so I can be more usefull to your dad. So don't worry about school and just go enjoy yourself with classes, I worked my ass off to let your dad approve of your new classes." He winked at me and returned his gaze at the road.
I smiled and thanked him for the effort. This year I was finally able to choose what I would be learning in school. Ofcourse I still had the manditory classes I had to take on insistence of my father but I was able to take on art, cooking and history.
I hoped this year would be a great year, I wanted to have fun at school and just be a normal teen. Even if that was hardly possible I would like to have that illusions when I was in school.
As we arrived at the grand brick buildings that formed our school I immediatly noticed two cars I had never seen before. That meant one thing. New kids. Ugh I seriously did not want to go through this again. At least with the kids born and raised here everybody knew everything about everybody. The new kids would ask questions and then the judgemental glances would start. Not that I didn't get them now but it would just be a pain in the butt.
Alexander squeezed my hand in a comforting manner and motioned his head towards the school. I sighed and climbed out of the vehicle. I glanced at my schedule and waved at Alexander when we parted ways when I got my books out of my locker. First up would be Spanish AP class, dad insisisted i would continue Spanish so I could improve the little things eventhough I was fluent enough having been learned Spanish from a young age. My parents insisted I could converse in the native toungue of our "friends" and bussines partners. So far I could speak Spanish, Italian, Russian, Romanian and ofcourse my mother tongue Hungarian.
I took my seat at the back of the class and started doodling in my notebook as classmates started filing in. I looked up when the teacher ask for our attention and told us we had new students attending our school. I might think it was a bother, but that didn't mean I wasn't curious.
I leaned a little to the left so I could look at the new students. A tall guy with messy bronze hair, caramel colored eyes, pale skin and a small smile dressed in jeans and a grey shirt introduced himself as Edward Cullen. Next to him was smaller girl with the wavy bronze locks, fair skin and chocolate brown eyes, she introduced herself as Renesmee Cullen, Edward's sister. I just had one word.
WAUW!
Holy shit they looked gorgeous! Was it even legal to look that good? And their voices! Halleluja! Talk about perfect genes! Oh shit! They're coming this way, breathe Àgnes breathe. I gave them a small smile as they took seat on eather side of me. The girl immediatly showed a big grin and waved at me.
She leaned towards me and introduced herself. I didn't want to deny it, but I think I would like this girl. I introduced myself and told her that if she had any questions she didn't have to hesitate to ask me.
I may not associate with a lot of people and I may not have a lot friends, but that didn't mean I'm a bitch. I actually really like a lot of people in this school, it was just better if I didn't make any friends. It would be a lot safer for them.
As the teacher just told us that we could introduce ourselves and tell about our summers in groups, preferably in Spanish, Renesmee insisted I formed a group with her brother and her. I accepted as I knew no one would willingly form a group with me anyway.
I soon learned they moved here from Washington and that their father was the new doctor at the hospital. They were also adopted and had 3 sisters and 2 brothers that were foster children and adopted. That's a whole house full! But Renesmee insisted that was really nice to have so many siblings. Their mother must have her hands full with the lot!
As they asked about my summer I only told them about our short vacation to Hungaria and a week stay in Florence, Italy. The rest wasn't something they had to know.
As the bell rang the signal the end of the period I bid my goodbye to the siblings but was halted at the door by Renesmee. "Can we exchange numbers? In case I have some questions, and to meet up ofcourse!" She beamed at me. Oh I would hurt myself with doing this but it wouldn't hurt to have one friend, right? I just hoped she wouldn't dump me after she heard all the stories about me. I gave her my phone and she quickly typed her number in it. I sent her text so she would have my number as wel and waved at her as I turned to go to my next period. And I was met with the muscled blue shirt chest of Alexander. I grinned sheepishly at him. "Àgnes, you DO know what you're doing right? You can't keep doing this to yourself." He scolded me, but I could see the worry in his eyes.
"Chillax, I am fine. Now come my retarted knight, escort me to class like I know you want to." I winked at him and linked my arms with him as he fought a smile on his lips. I learned not to fight it a looooong time ago. Father insisted I had someone with me at all times.
I waved at him and skipped into home economics and picked out a spot at the back. It seemed I would have a partner in this class, I felt bad for whoever that would be. No one liked to be paired with me in school. I sighed and put on the white apron that was laid out on the worktable.
And just like predicted, when everybody filed in everybody just gave me one glance and picked out places far away from me.
"Ok attention everybody! Quiet! Stacy put that whisk down, yes that's a whisk it doesn't belong in your hair. Thank you. Hello I am Mr. Molina and I will be your home ec teacher. We also have a new student in the school, I would like everybody to welcome.. what was your name again?" Mr. Molina asked a big burly guy with dark short hair. "Emmet Cullen sir." He grinned and showed dimples. Oh my god this guy was cute! Eventhough he looked like a bodybuilder he just gave me this teddy bear vibe. Plus I apploud every guy that follow home ec. So many amazing chefs were guys!
"Right, Emmet. Let's see where to place you. Ah, you can take place next to Miss Almàssy in the back as she's the only one that still doesn't have a partner." He pointed in my direction and I raised my hand as high as I could because I was so small in comparison to the couple in front of me.
He reached our workbench and flashed me a huge grin when he saw me. I smiled at him and faced the front of the classroom to follow the direction. We were going to make a chocolat pudding as a fun way to start. I scribbled down the last instructions and faced Emmet.
"Hi I'm Àgnes, nice to meet you Emmet. Do you need help with your apron?" I giggled as I saw him struggle with how to put it on. He nodded and I helped him put it on and tie it in the back.
"Thanks! How was your name? Agnes?" I shook my head. "No it's not in English. It's pronounced Aaagnesh." I pronounced it very slowly.
"I like it! Ok so how do you put this stove thingy on?" He pressed some buttons and the thing started to beep. "Wait, no! Not all at once!" I laughed at his antics as he kept pushing everything randomly.
I showed him how to put it on and we could get started. There was a lot of spilling milk, chocolate powder and splashing of pudding. When we were finally done our aprons were covered in chocolate.
We looked at each other and his laugh thundered through the classroom as I joined him. We took our stools by the workbench and I tried our own home made pudding. It had some lumps and it wasn't the best, but I was proud of what we did. It was our first time cooking!
"So, tell me. How come a guy like you takes home economiscs in his lessons? No offence, the most amazing chefs are guys but you seem more like a sports thing kind of guy. You sure you don't want any?" I asked him while spooning pudding out of the pot.
"Haha no Thanks. And noo offence taken. I was just curious how you do stuff like this. My mom cooks but I always wondered how it would be to be able to do this on my own, you know maybe help out. I guess I just want to prove I can also do this I guess." He grinned at me while scratching his head. Was he being shy about this? Oh I really am starting to like this guy more and more! He's so easy going!
"I understand what you mean. My mom cooks everyday and it's a real feast but I have no time to help her out or get lessons from her. So this is the perfect oppurtunity, plus I can finally boast about making it myself." I winked at him scraping the pot out with my fingers.
"Now I have a question for you."
"Shoot". I told him while licking my fingers off.
"How come a fun girl like you didn't have a partner and gets avoided by everyone here?" He looked at me seriously.
"You noticed huh?" I sighed. During the entire period, if I had to get something out of the pantry and someone was there they would quickly scurry away. And if I passed some tabled I would get judgemental glances. "I guess it's hard not to notice. It's nothing really. Let's just say I'm not really that popular around here. I don't mind really." I lied giving him a tentative smile. It did hurt me but I just got used to it. Especially after last year.
"Well I like you. You're funny and you don't mind getting dirty." He grinned a cheeky smile pointing at my apron. We both burst out laughing again and cleaned up afterwards.
I've never had so much fun in school before. I liked these new kids so far. Maybe school wouldn't be so bad this year. I hummed while taking my backpack, Emmet waving me goodbye as we left the classroom.
"Hidiehoo! Time for lunch Alexei!" I linked arms with him and gave him a goofy grin as he rolled his eyes at the Russian nickname. "So what will it be today hercegnó?" He asked as we entered the line of the cafetaria. "Stop calling me princess Alex! It's bad enough the others do." I frowned at him. He knew I hated it. He sighed and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, the tray in his other. "I'm sorry. I know you're having a hard time but things will get better once you get into the ritme of things. The business ain't that bad you know?" He tried to comfort me. I sighed and grabbed a lasagna and a soda and put it on the tray. "I guess." I shrugged. Alex grabbed some pizza and a soda and payed for all of it. I knew my father gave him money to 'take care of me', it has been like this for as long as I can remember.
I took our usual place at the back of the lunchroom and sipped my soda. "So I see you've been buddy buddy with some of the new kids. You seem a lot more happy. Seen you laughing a lot." Alex looked at me curiously. "Oh my god, don't tell me you've been spying on me during class?! You promised me not to do that now that you're not in my classes." I exclaimed while angrily stabbing my lasagna. "Calm down I just looked really quick cause I had a free period. I just never see you laugh like that at school, hell I don't see you laughing like that anymore for half a year now. Oh don't look at me like that. I can see that you're struggling with your situation more then you used to do. I'm just dissapointed it's not with me. I just want to have to old you back I guess." He knew good enough why I was like this. It was all my dad's fault. Well actually both my parents'. I just hoped my little sister would be kept out of this.
"you know it will never be the same Alex. And can we not talk about this at school? I don't want any more rumors, there are already enough on their own." He nodded his head and he focused on his food. Feeling my appetite deminish but tried to shake it off. I looked around while eating my food. I could see Renesmee, Edward and Emmet sitting not that far away from us. It seemed they were trying to avoid the rest of the students as well. Renesmee was talking animatidly with a girl with dark brown long hair, fair skin and the same caramel eyes as Edward. Edward was listening as well, his head on his fist leaning on the table they were sharing glances at each other and then glancing my way briefly. Emmet was playing with the locks of a girl with gorgeous blond locks, fair skin and pink lips. She looked gorgeous and I suddenly felt very consious of myself. Opposite Emmet was a blonde guy with pale skin that was listening to Emmet along with a girl with dark, spiky hair and they were also glancing my way from time to time.
Can you say gene pool? My god, looking at them made you question God's creation of mankind. These people looked like they got all the good stuff. God was sooooo unfair! I didn't have anything to complain about, I wasn't super skinny but I wasn't fat. I was just the average girl with some fat here and there but it was ok thanks to all the sports I did. I didn't have any guys chasing after me, but that could possible be cause Alex kept shooting guys nasty looks when they tried to talk to me when I was younger. That was before all this mess, now guys stayed clear of me all together.
It was dissapointing, cause, hello I am still a sixteen year old teenager dying to get her first boyfriend! But I knew I didn't have any time or room for a boyfriend. I even think my father would explode if I ever uttered the word boyfriend.
I sighed heavily and pushed away my half eaten lasagna. "What's wrong?" Alex asked through his full mouth. "Nothing. Just nervous I guess."