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Previously on What if?...
"Hello mother."
The cafeteria was dead silent and my mother dearest's head was about to explode. God I hope not, that would be a bit embarrassing.
"Well, isn't this a great way to catch up after not seeing each other for 2 weeks."
Oh wow such a long time…
"Get outside right now." Janine said. I turned to face her before walking back to my original table. I sat down and responded by saying, "I'm eating." Unfortunately this just pissed her off more.
"I'm giving you to the count of five. 1, 2, 3-"I cut her off (and the snickers of the crowd.)
"4, 5, oh look I'm still here." I said sarcastically. And resumed eating, until a firm hand wound its way around my hair and started pulling. My blasted mother was pulling my hair! "OW, OW, OW, OW, OOOOOWWW!" Angie was looking particularly smug. I glared at her. My mum pulled me through the double doors and immediately started yelling at me.
"Mum! Why did you do that!" I complained. She made a face, as if it was obvious.
"What do you think? You don't need any more attention, yet you keep drawing it to yourself."
"What the fuck do you think you just did? I'm never going to live this down!" Realisation crossed her face and I shook my head. "Whatever, I'll catch up with you later. Meet me in my Room at 6." With that I walked back into the cafeteria and told everyone to piss off, that seemed to snap them out of it and they quit staring at me. I once again, resumed my seat and began eating, the gang were still staring but when I looked up, they began eating. My food was cold and I couldn't stand the staring anyway, so I stood and threw my food in the bin before walking back to my room. Just as I reached the door; an announcement ran over the PA system (speakers). It was Kirova.
"Can all senior novices please report to the gym immediately. No details until you arrive." Oh just my luck! Now I have to go and see Dimitri after what happened during lunch. Crap.
I scurried down to the gym, pointedly ignoring the obvious stares of passers-by. Opening the doors, I braced myself for one hundred eyes to turn in my direction, but it seems like they were too fixated on the headmistress. I walked to the back of the crowd; no one seemed to notice my presence.
"I'd like to thank-you all for coming, I know that this is disrupting your class time," A 'Whoop' erupted from the group of novices and we all burst out laughing "Thank-you Richard. Now onto business, a new student has arrived at the Academy, let's test his fighting skills." A buzz erupted from the crowd, I was the last new student, and for new novices to come this often, well, apparently it wasn't very common. Kirova continued, "He should be here very soon."
As if on cue the doors burst open and a novice ran in, his dark hair stood out the most. Then it hit me, I know who he is but it's just a bit out of reach. The headmistress began to introduce him.
"Aha, here he is, students this is-"
"Eddie Castile." A voice spoke above the crowd, it was mine. The group of students split down the middle, making a walkway of sort. I walked down it and I came into view.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the Rose Hathaway. How are you?" He smirked. I laughed and ran into his awaiting arms, when I was in them he spun me around a few times. Once my feet were planted firmly on the ground, he let go. Everyone was watching intently, taking in every detail, I could practically hear the rumours starting.
Our little reunion was interrupted by the mother bitch, I walked back into the crowd and everyone started asking how I knew him. I didn't tell them but the flashbacks were fogging my mind. I could feel his lips on mine ( A/N: Not Eddie), the way he always listened but sadly I could also still here his screams, hear his footsteps coming back into the room; to save me.
I pushed those images out of my mind and focused on the fight occurring at this moment. Oh my god. How cliché. The guy that is fighting Eddie at the moment is the same person that first fought me. I see his ego hasn't deflated. In the corner of my eye I saw Angie talking to Dimitri but he was politely telling her to shove it. When I looked back on the fight, Eddie had the guy, I think his name was John or something, in a headlock and proclaimed him 'dead'. He fought a few more people before Dimitri stepped into the little circle we had formed. He looked as god-like as ever. His hair tied at the nape of his neck and his guardian mask firmly in place. His loose top and jeans made him look like something you see in a magazine, of hotness-ness-ness. Almost every girl dribbled. Me included.
An evil idea crossed my mind. I'm such a genius, I thought smugly. On my left, stood Angie watching her boyfriend with adoration. Disgust poured into me, or at least I think that's what it was. I mentally slapped myself when Dimitri announced Eddie as 'dead'. He is so hot, sexy, smart, bad-ass… this is not good. NOT EVER AGAIN ROSE! GET IT THROUGH YOUR DARN HEAD!
"Who's next?" Asked Kirova. Time to put my plan into action.
"Angie, its her turn!" I called above the noise of the crowd. Everything went silent and Angie gave me a glare that could match my own. Of course mine is better, I'm always better. Mental smirk.
She wasn't moving so someone pushed her forward. Her eyes locked with Eddies and she shivered. Scaredy cat. I can't stress this enough, the fight sucked. I mean full dog shit, step in it then accidently get it on your face; sucked. She 'died' within 6 seconds, but she didn't seem to mind.
Two more people fought Eddie and they both lost. Kirova called an end to the fights, but then I stepped forward. She stopped mid-sentence, and nodded. God, she already knew me so well. All those detentions paid off (pool incident, it was still talked about).
"Let's do this, bro." He smirked and got into the fighting stance. We'd been trained together for two years, so we knew each other's moves.
"Bring it on sis, let's see what you've been up to all these years." I smiled and cleared my brain, got into the defensive stance. He struck his fist out at me, I saw it coming. I dodged and roundhouse kicked him, he blocked and threw another punch, which I blocked. It went on like this for a while until he left his chest wide open, as he attempted to block a punch. I knew he would do exactly that.
I 'staked' him and novices and guardians alike broke into applause. I went in for the hug and every one 'awwwwww' ed. If that makes sense. He patted my back and complemented me.
Unfortunately the little celebration was halted when a scream rang through the gym. It came from the courtyard. It also came from Vasilisa Dragomir.
