*Author's Note* Uh, this is my first story written on here. It's horrible, I know, trust me. I was on the plane flying to another island and got extremely board of watching movies. Feedback is greatly accepted, good and bad, but not to harsh since this is my first story on Fanfiction. Love you guys!
Valentina awoke to the sound of heavy rain falling. Her body was sore from yesterdays training. Fifty push ups, one hundred sit ups, climbing an eight story building in less than five minutes, etc. She never understood why they made her climb a building, I mean what's the point? But then she heard of Day. The Republics most wanted criminal. He seemed smart in a way to her, she never met the guy of course, but she felt as though her had a reason why he was turned away from the Republic. Valentina sat up, her dark hair all over the place. She ran her fingers through it, jumping slightly when she found a knot. Someone banged on her door, probably her teacher, Captain Iparis. The most attractive man Valentina had ever met. But he was way out of her league and totally not her type, but still attractive.
"Let's move it, Wing." He called.
She flew out of bed, at the sound of his deep voice. Rushing into the bathroom, she turned on the shower, bruised her teeth, undressed and got under the warm water. Once finished she dressed in her uniform and made her way outside She had to go meet Captain Iparis by Batalla Hall. He had already left without her, he always did. He was stubborn in a way, which made her always angry with him, but at the end of the day, she still cared about him.
She hurried out the door, with a blueberry muffin in her mouth. She was trying to pull on her coat at the same time while eating her muffin, but she failed. She hated that word. 'Failed.' She's a solider for crying put loud. They never used that word. As soon as she walked down the last step of her apartment building, the muffin some how fell from her mouth.
"Fuck." She grumbled, picking it up.
Someone cleared her throat when she stood back up.
It was a boy. A cute one. Most of his hair was pulled up into his old looking news boy cap. Bu strands of his beautiful hair was still showing. It was long, and wasn't just blonde. But a white- blonde. She couldn't really see his eyes, because she was so far away, but they probably were beautiful just like his hair.
"Good Morning." She called, the rain still falling, but not as hard as when she woke up.
The boy just nodded, still looking at her.
Valentina tied up trench coat and was beginning to walk off, but the boy called, "Would you like another?!"
She froze, thinking he was talking to another girl, but she turned around, interned by his deep voice.
"What!?" She called back. She couldn't leave with this boy, she was already late as it is.
He walked up to her, rain dripping from his face. His clothes were covered in dirt and scum, along with his face, but his eyes, God, he has such amazing eyes. One has a tiny ripple in it, but she didn't care.
"Would you like another muffin?" He asked.
"S-sure." She stuttered.
"Well let's get going, solider." He said.
And with that, they odd looking pair walked to the shop filled with pastries.
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