A Glimpse Into the Future
" 'Did you just flirt with me?' the ginger accused sternly before breaking with a laugh."
Voices mixed together as more and more people flooded into the mess hall. The rectangular wooden building provided food as well as relief from the sun's merciless rays.
Petra sat down at a table with a sigh. Her calves were burning and her stomach was growling. Right now, the fresh potatoes on her metal tray were calling her name.
First eat and then take a shower, she told herself before shoving a forkful of mashed potatoes in her mouth. Granted, the food here wasn't as good as her father's homemade meals, but she was still grateful for what she had.
"Hey! Petra!"
The honey-eyed girl looked up to see Johnathan walking up to her with a tray of food balancing in one hand while the other waved. She swallowed her food before smiling at the blonde.
"Oh, hey Johnathan."
The tall teen sat across the table from Petra, straddling the bench-like chairs before turning to sit the correct way. "Yep, that's me. I tried looking for you when everyone first got here, but I got lost in the crowd. I wasn't expecting to find you at a table all by yourself."
"Yeah….I've never really been that talkative in large crowds, and this table seemed pretty secluded." Petra noticed how the tip of Johnathan's ears flushed pink when he mentioned looking for her, but she decided not to question about it.
"But you know, it's kind of nice meeting someone here from the same area as you," he said before looking across the table at Petra with a playful glint in his eyes, "not to mention meeting such a cutie too." Johnathan ran a free hand through his hair before popping a small piece of bread into his mouth nonchalantly.
The blonde's comment left Petra startled. She defiantly wasn't expecting that. Her mouth gapped open like a fish out of water as her mind hit a blank of what to say. Instead, she pursed her lips and crossed her arms underneath her chest.
"Did you just flirt with me?" the ginger accused sternly before breaking with a laugh. She picked up her fork and took another bite.
"You seriously did that?" Johnathan asked incredulously. Tears threatened to fall from the corners of his eyes as he laughed. Earlier, Petra nearly caused him to choke on a piece of his food from laughing.
Petra nodded while tucking a strand of her copper hair behind an ear. "Yes, and I've never felt that guilty before!" She shook her head before hiding her face in her palms.
Johnathan looked at the petite woman sitting across from him. They grew up in the same wall, so why couldn't he have met this woman earlier on in life? He rolled his sea green eyes before opening his mouth to speak, but only to have the sound of the mess hall's doors slamming open interrupting him.
Suddenly, the large room grew quiet as all pair of eyes drifted to the now open doors.
"THANK GOD!" A girl gasped as she broke through the mess hall's doors. Her chest heaved heavily as she collapsed to her knees. She stripped off her jacket with unsteady hands, allowing a visible trail of sweat to be seen down her spine.
The girl's blue eyes scanned the closest tables franticly and, unfortunately for Petra, the wide eyes landed on the duo's table. The girl locked eyes on Petra's glass of water and scrambled to pounce for the liquid.
Petra could only watch as her water was stolen by the girl.
The dark violet-haired girl took in a gasp of air as if she just broke a pool's surface. She laid across Petra and Johnathan's table, visibly regaining control of her heavy breathing. After a moment or so the girl finally raised her head to look at Petra with a sheepish smile.
"Eh…sorry?"
Petra left the hall soon after her dinner was interrupted by the purple haired girl. Who, she learned, was named Viola Vixen. It was already past sundown, and curfew for all the trainees was in about an hour or so.
Walking up the steps to the girl's sleeping quarters, the short woman heard footsteps quickly approaching from behind. She turned to glance over her shoulder and spotted Viola jogging towards her.
"Hey, Petra!" the purple brunette called once she catch up to the shorter girl. She leaned over to place her hands on her knees while catching her breath. The tips of her dark purple locks brushed the ground when she looked down at the earth to whisper a small curse.
Petra turned to face the cursing girl on a questionable note. She waited until Viola regained her posture before opening the door to the quarters for the both of them. Viola smiled at the gesture and walked in eagerly.
"I just –uh- wanted to apologize, again, for pouring your glass of water all over myself. You know, just the usual," Viola laughed sheepishly and reached up to rub the back of her neck. "And I wanted to thank you for not losing your shit on me."
Petra smiled at the girl's choice of words. "No need to apologize. I would do the same if Shadis ordered me to run non-stop all day." She closed the door behind herself and speed up to walk shoulder to shoulder with Viola.
Viola smiled with a grimace of guilt sketched across her face. At least she managed making one friend in this place. "One thing I do need is a shower. I smell like sweat in regret right now," she joked, "Wanna join?"
Petra let out a sigh of relief as the water flowed down her skin. Never has a shower felt this good before. One of the many perks of being a girl is the showers at night. Boys were forced to shower in the mornings, allowing the females to take more time getting ready.
Though the soap here was not the best brand, it did what was needed. Petra ran her fingers through her waist length tresses. The coolness of the shower wall contradicted with the warmth of the water on her skin. Just as she relaxed her muscles, a sharp pain hit her temple.
Water caressed her body. It was warm and the air was foggy. Steam perhaps? Soap bubbles drifted lazily atop the water while she leaned backwards, but her back didn't hit cold porcelain. Someone was holding her and she couldn't see who, but there was an over welcoming sense of safety. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as steady calloused hands traveled up her thighs, causing her to shiver in the warm water. The hands left her hips and splayed themselves across her abdomen. Then there was noise as if someone was talking. The words were unrecognizable but the voice was low, chilly, stoic, and loving to the trained ear. Teeth grazed her ear as the man holding her left hot kisses traveling down her jaw line. A hand left her stomach to tilt Petra's chin to allow the man better kissing access while the other traveled farther south…..
Petra let out a sharp gasp and slide down the shower wall until she sat with her knees against her chest. "Ahh," she winced painfully as the migraine she now had pulsed against her temples. Amber eyes widened while looking down at her knees. Heat pulsed throughout her body as she thought of those hands….Who was that holding her? It..it couldn't have been Johnathan, right? She's only just met him, so it was impossible for her to daydream like that, and she could've sworn she saw a glimpse of raven black…..But it felt so real…those hands...
"Oh my god," Petra whispered while covering her blushing face with her hands. The realization hit her like a tidal wave. She saw the future.
Why the hell would she have a vision like that?
Ah! Finally I update this! So, Indoor Drumline 'season' is finally over and my school won first place at the GIPA championships we participated in.
Another thing is that I don't really know what you would call someone with purple hair: like how you could call someone a brunette or dirty blonde. I kept thinking of how people call Jellal from Fairy Tail a blunette, but I couldn't think of a way to covert that over to someone with purple hair :/ So if you have a suggestion, let me know!
Anyways, I'm so glad for all the reviews I'm receiving for this humble story. I've never attempted something like this before so it makes me extremely happy whenever I see a new notification on my phone XD
Lots of Love from Different ^.^