The small alarm clock beside my bed alerted me at 6AM, but I was already awake. My hand thwacked the small clock in a reflex movement as soon as the small noise hit my ears. The clock fell to the floor, smashed. I got up and had a shower before changing into the schools PE kit. The jumper hugged my figure unlike the uniform had, and the tracksuit bottoms were fitted around my hips. I tied my hair back and examined myself in the mirror. "ugh." I groaned. "why does my character have to look like, this." I said under my breath. I patted my pockets were two large knives were in hiding and walked out the door to see Hale looking similar. "so, looking forward to this?" hale said in a flat voice. "you know it." I sigh back as the corridors started to fill with students.
We walked out to the separate PE building and joined the rest of the class inside a big hall. We stood in the corner and I found all possible exits blocked except the one we had come in by. I furrowed my brow in thought as Hale read my mind. "Don't worry, we will probably be sent outside to work." He whispered. I nodded uncertainly.
The teacher cleared his throat "ahem! Now that everyone is here, we can start. First I would like everyone to pair up and attempt the run up, we tried last week but you all seemed unable, lets see if anyone practised." The teacher walked to the end of the hall and gestured to a large spring board and a mat. I grabbed Hales arm jogged to the other end. A few other students had started to try but all failed as I ran up. Before I reached the board I glanced around too see that I had, the attention of the teacher and most of the other boys in the room. I ran up and jumped into the air, I spun and landed on the edge of the mat furthest away from the board. I swiftly moved out of the way as I watched Hale leap into the air aswell and somersault to land in an upright position on the mat. I smiled, not even a little out of breath. The teacher walked over looking impressed. "wow, you two are very gifted in this!" he beamed at us.
Out of the corner of my eyes I watched people stare at us and then started to see the next students running. I counted up until Shane was next. Mr Martin was still talking as I cut him short "erm maybe you should watch the other kids?" I asked with a concerned smile. He turned just as Shane missed the board and fell onto the mat. The teacher cringed as he went over. Hale helped Shane up, "now Shane, I just thought about our discussion yesterday, I think we have a solution, from today you will work with these too other students to progress through the class. Understood?" Mr Martin says. Shane looks at us and blushes. "understood, sir." The the teacher left us alone. "sorry for making you look after me." Shane mumbled. "not at all, we will gladly help you out." Hale started. "looks like next is running, can you do that?" I asked giving him a small smile. "yeah! Im pretty good at running, Kat." He exclaims and adds my name as a second thought. I beam at him and say "good! Lets get started then!" we walk outside onto the field. Hale orders Shane to run as he shouts go. We watch him move around the track. "ha, I thought he said he could run!" I say sniggering. "maybe in his terms, that IS running." Hale replied chuckling.
After a few minutes Shane stopped at our feet and bent down to catch his breath, his hands on his knees. "well done! Now, me and Shane are gonna try. Kay?" I ask once he calmed down. He nods and I can still here his heart racing as he yells go. I shoot off down the lane closely following Hale. We pass several students who are running and stop abruptly at Shanes feet. " heh, that was fun." I say with a grin. "how did you… what… how did you guys do that?!" Shane stuttered with wide eyes. "easy! And with a little work you can do that too!" Hale said with a smile. I nodded in agreement. "no way! I cant do something like that!" he continued. We were about to reply but Mr Martin blew the whistle and everyone quickly gathered around him.
I felt something in the back of my head like a nagging thought while the teacher talked. It felt like I should know something, like something was about to happen that I should know about but didn't. I looked around searching for any signs or clues, I nudged Hale and whispered "somethings up." He nods and starts to look around too. My eyes catch on something down by the banking. "I think I see something, keep them busy." I say quietly to Hale. I hear Hale speak up to the teacher as I duck low and hurry down the slope. I dart across to one of the trees by the fence that seperates the schools playing field, to a regular field. I look up the tree but no one is there, I scan the perimeter but still no living thing comes up on my radar. I nudge a small bush on the ground with my foot and see a pair of glasses underneath. I reach down for them with my left hand.
Suddenly, a large arrow shot from the tree, I was too slow to realise and it struck just under my wrist. I bit back a howl of pain and pulled it out of my bleeding arm, dropping the glasses and threw the arrow far over the fence out of sight. I grasped my arm, desperate to stop the bleeding. The last thing I needed was attention, a hundred different ways of escaping blurred through my mind. I was staining the grass, and before I knew it I my eye lids were drooping "no!" I said under my breath firmly. I dragged myself up and pulled down my sleeve to cover up the bloody injury. I then steadily climbed the banking back up to the class that was leaving back to the gym hall.
I staggered over to hale who was at the back of the class, watching over everyone. I grasped his arm with my good hand and stopped him sharply. Blood was dripping through my jumper; Hale turned and looked me up and down. "you've gotten yourself into a mess. Tsk." He says, taking me by my arm to inspect the wound. "Hmmn, better get you back to the room." he said as his eyes widened slowly. Hale tried keeping calm as he watched the blood patch on my jumper grow darker. I felt my arm going numb, my eye lids growing heavy again. Hale noticed and sighed, "Fine." My limbs were heavy so I couldn't object when Hale picked me up and ran down past the school to the back entrance. He didn't put me down until he had gone through the empty corridors and into his own room. He rested me on the bed and he immediately opened a large box.
"this isn't going to hurt, is it?" I say limply. "Erm. Yeah, but I think you can handle it." He says with a grin. He pulls out a spray I remember from a while ago when I had made a large gash in my side, and sprays it thoroughly over my wrist. I wince in pain and he strips off a big plaster to place over my wrist. After that he takes a bandage and carefully wraps it around my arm. "Done, you feel okay Kat?" Hale asks pulling over a chair. "Yeah, sure. Thanks." I say back. "Who did this to you?" Hale says looking confused. "I don't know, there were a pair of glasses on the floor, I tried to pick them up but an arrow shot out at me." I reply simply. "Glasses? Have you made any new enemies since the last time I saw you?" he smiles softly. "Hmmph, not that I know of."
"Right, you stay here, and I will go look at this tree and glasses. Don't worry I'll take a button camera so you can watch in case anything happens." Hale says and walks out of the door throwing a jacket over his back. I sit there in silence, again. I look at my arm that was covered in a dull white bandage. I tried to flex my wrist but pain shot up through me. I took my arm in one hand and heaved myself off of the bed to the desk chair. I sat down and clicked onto the camera link. The screen lit up as I watched everything that Hale was seeing. The doors, the walls, then outside. I watched him go down the banking and up to the tree. I saw him searching the ground for any traces. I looked at the blank spot on the screen were there should have been a tree, should have been a pair of glasses. In their place lay a single match stick.