Thank you so much for the reviews *sob*. I feel so loved! Lol. I would of
written this sooner but I had serious writers block. I'm not sure if this
is a good chapter because I'm not really sure if I'm over my writer's
block, but here goez. O, and I'll try to make the chapters more spaced out.
I usually just write and write and write that I didn't notice how bunched
they were. Lol. Thanks for the suggestion. Ooopss. if your confused why
they just went from 15 minutes till weapons practice.. to going to
breakfast. my bad. Lol. I kinda forgot that they were going to weapons
practice and I was so eager for her to meet Rolads friends that I got
carried away.. Sorry for the inconvenience
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with Tamora Pierce. But the characters are mine! (
Chapter 3: First Day pt 2
She stood, impassive, as the strangers at her door sneered at her. "Girls are too weak to be knights." Said the supposed leader of the pack. He was tall, [probably in his 2nd year] and had blonde hair. His eyes were ice blue and his chin determined. 'O, he's hot too.' Said the wood nymph. [Why do you insist on calling the people I meet hot?] Thought Blake tiredly.
He had a. presence, that commanded attention. Even hers, though she gave it reluctantly. [I'd rather ignore him.] His followers were dim figures in the background. "Did you hear me. girl?!" he said, his voice raising in intensity. "She heard you. boy." A voice said cheerfully behind them. "Miles, what brings you to this corner of the castle? Except for the exquisite view that is." And Rolad declined his head slightly at Blake in acknowledgement. [Is he talking about me?] Blake thought blankly.
She faintly remembered her mother telling her she was beautiful but the memory faded away before she even gave it credit. [He's just trying to get me riled.] And with that thought turned towards the two yet again. "You know she doesn't belong here Rolad," the boy, [miles?] said hotly. He glared menacingly at Rolad but Rolad just grinned back. "She belongs here. Just as much as you do." the last said thoughtfully. He stroked his chin, as if thinking of the slight possibility that Miles didn't belong here. "Are you hinting at something!"? Miles managed to squeak out in the following silence, his tone incredulous. "Oh no dear man." Rolad said, dropping his hand from his chin.
Then the air seemed to cool visibly around Rolad as he said, "Now I suggest you leave her be." And he changed from sweet and cheerful to cold and dangerous. His honey brown eyes turning nearly black. Miles visibly paled at the change in him and without a word walked off, bringing his cronies with him. Rolad turned towards her, all cheerfulness again. And grunted in surprise as she slapped him in the face.
***
Blake looked down, surprised at her behavior. [Where did that come from?] She thought shakily. She remembered being so angry with him and thinking [I don't need someone to protect me!] and her hand just flew out. She wasn't usually that impulsive. [I'm never this impulsive.] She thought wryly. [It must be his influence on me. Uh, oh, I bet he wants answers.] She was reluctant to look up. "Wow squirt. Can I at least ask why I deserved that?" [Squirt, just for that, I'm not telling him.] And with a sigh she looked up.
***
He heard her sigh softly and watched as she slowly, an eternity it seemed, looked up. Her eyes were dark green with uncertainty, but right before his eyes, they turned black as they grew impassive. 'Or closed' he thought. He watched, amazed, as she opened her mouth to speak, and then abruptly closed it. Her eyes turned dark blue as he saw amusement flicker through her features. "No. You can't" and started walking down the hall.
He blinked dazedly and asked, "No I can't what?" She looked over her shoulders as she said, "No you can't ask why you deserved that." And continued walking. He grinned widely 'This will be very interesting' and took off after her. When he caught up with her he said. "We'll go to breakfast first. Then practice with the Shang warriors, then.." "Wait" Blake interrupted. "Shang warriors? Will they teach me how to fight?" she said, excitement filling her tone. 'Her voice is low and sultry in the mornings' thought Rolad, distracted.
"Well?" she said, at the end of her patience. "Yes squirt. They'll teach you how to fight." Rolad said chuckling softly and he continued to talk as they made their way to the mess hall.
***
[He's still talking] Blake thought, amusement making her eyes even a darker shade of blue. She listened with one ear as he rambled on about this and that while she looked over her surroundings. [So many people] she thought in awe. She had always avoided the village children. [But I'll get use to it] and she strode purposefully towards the lunch line. "Not use to crowds?" Rolad said behind her. She almost jumped but stopped herself. [I had forgotten he was there] she turned, looking him in the face. "What do you mean by that?" she asked. [How can he read me so easily?] "Oh, nothing. Forget it." He answered after a moment of studying her features. "Hurry up, I'm hungry." He said as he nudged her forward. After she got her food, not knowing where to sit, she followed Rolad to his group of friends.
"Hello" she said softly as she sat with them. "Timid, isn't she?" a deep rumbling voice said. "Hello Timid! I'm Mick." A huge hand appeared in her vision. She grasped it and looked up.. and up. and up even more until she reached his face. His face was rough, just like his voice. But he exuded trust and friendship. [He's so tall..] And once again resented how small she was. The others introduced themselves as well but she decided to learn their names later. [All completely friendly.] she thought. [How will I live?] And she smiled softly. "Is something funny?" someone said. [Derek?] And she shook her head slightly smiling softly. "Doesn't talk much does she?!" said Mick loudly and gave her a friendly pat on the back, that nearly knocked her into her food. "Oh sorry there. Don't know my own strength!"
"No I don't. Talk that much that is." Blake said softly and looked Mick directly in the eyes. "Wow. Look at the set of eyes on Timid here! What color are they Timid?" he asked. [Great. Just what I need, another nickname.] Blake thought, and chuckled softly. "I wish I knew what keeps making you laugh." Rolad said suddenly. She looked at him and burst out laughing. Rolad had food all over his face. [Obviously not a neat eater] and laughed even harder. "What squirt. Do I have something stuck in my teeth?" and Rolad promptly started feeling his teeth. All this did was make Blake laugh harder. And with her laughing, they dragged her to the practice courts and her first lesson.
AN: That was an okay chapter I guess. Not much accomplished there. Hmmm. My next chapter I'm gonna try a fighting scene for the first time! I'm so excited. I hope I do well. WISH ME LUCK! Lol. Thank you all once again for the great reviews. *sob* aww shoot I just put mascara on! Lol. BYZ. And I hope the chapters are spaced out enough. I think I'll give it more spaces next time. * walks off thinking*
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with Tamora Pierce. But the characters are mine! (
Chapter 3: First Day pt 2
She stood, impassive, as the strangers at her door sneered at her. "Girls are too weak to be knights." Said the supposed leader of the pack. He was tall, [probably in his 2nd year] and had blonde hair. His eyes were ice blue and his chin determined. 'O, he's hot too.' Said the wood nymph. [Why do you insist on calling the people I meet hot?] Thought Blake tiredly.
He had a. presence, that commanded attention. Even hers, though she gave it reluctantly. [I'd rather ignore him.] His followers were dim figures in the background. "Did you hear me. girl?!" he said, his voice raising in intensity. "She heard you. boy." A voice said cheerfully behind them. "Miles, what brings you to this corner of the castle? Except for the exquisite view that is." And Rolad declined his head slightly at Blake in acknowledgement. [Is he talking about me?] Blake thought blankly.
She faintly remembered her mother telling her she was beautiful but the memory faded away before she even gave it credit. [He's just trying to get me riled.] And with that thought turned towards the two yet again. "You know she doesn't belong here Rolad," the boy, [miles?] said hotly. He glared menacingly at Rolad but Rolad just grinned back. "She belongs here. Just as much as you do." the last said thoughtfully. He stroked his chin, as if thinking of the slight possibility that Miles didn't belong here. "Are you hinting at something!"? Miles managed to squeak out in the following silence, his tone incredulous. "Oh no dear man." Rolad said, dropping his hand from his chin.
Then the air seemed to cool visibly around Rolad as he said, "Now I suggest you leave her be." And he changed from sweet and cheerful to cold and dangerous. His honey brown eyes turning nearly black. Miles visibly paled at the change in him and without a word walked off, bringing his cronies with him. Rolad turned towards her, all cheerfulness again. And grunted in surprise as she slapped him in the face.
***
Blake looked down, surprised at her behavior. [Where did that come from?] She thought shakily. She remembered being so angry with him and thinking [I don't need someone to protect me!] and her hand just flew out. She wasn't usually that impulsive. [I'm never this impulsive.] She thought wryly. [It must be his influence on me. Uh, oh, I bet he wants answers.] She was reluctant to look up. "Wow squirt. Can I at least ask why I deserved that?" [Squirt, just for that, I'm not telling him.] And with a sigh she looked up.
***
He heard her sigh softly and watched as she slowly, an eternity it seemed, looked up. Her eyes were dark green with uncertainty, but right before his eyes, they turned black as they grew impassive. 'Or closed' he thought. He watched, amazed, as she opened her mouth to speak, and then abruptly closed it. Her eyes turned dark blue as he saw amusement flicker through her features. "No. You can't" and started walking down the hall.
He blinked dazedly and asked, "No I can't what?" She looked over her shoulders as she said, "No you can't ask why you deserved that." And continued walking. He grinned widely 'This will be very interesting' and took off after her. When he caught up with her he said. "We'll go to breakfast first. Then practice with the Shang warriors, then.." "Wait" Blake interrupted. "Shang warriors? Will they teach me how to fight?" she said, excitement filling her tone. 'Her voice is low and sultry in the mornings' thought Rolad, distracted.
"Well?" she said, at the end of her patience. "Yes squirt. They'll teach you how to fight." Rolad said chuckling softly and he continued to talk as they made their way to the mess hall.
***
[He's still talking] Blake thought, amusement making her eyes even a darker shade of blue. She listened with one ear as he rambled on about this and that while she looked over her surroundings. [So many people] she thought in awe. She had always avoided the village children. [But I'll get use to it] and she strode purposefully towards the lunch line. "Not use to crowds?" Rolad said behind her. She almost jumped but stopped herself. [I had forgotten he was there] she turned, looking him in the face. "What do you mean by that?" she asked. [How can he read me so easily?] "Oh, nothing. Forget it." He answered after a moment of studying her features. "Hurry up, I'm hungry." He said as he nudged her forward. After she got her food, not knowing where to sit, she followed Rolad to his group of friends.
"Hello" she said softly as she sat with them. "Timid, isn't she?" a deep rumbling voice said. "Hello Timid! I'm Mick." A huge hand appeared in her vision. She grasped it and looked up.. and up. and up even more until she reached his face. His face was rough, just like his voice. But he exuded trust and friendship. [He's so tall..] And once again resented how small she was. The others introduced themselves as well but she decided to learn their names later. [All completely friendly.] she thought. [How will I live?] And she smiled softly. "Is something funny?" someone said. [Derek?] And she shook her head slightly smiling softly. "Doesn't talk much does she?!" said Mick loudly and gave her a friendly pat on the back, that nearly knocked her into her food. "Oh sorry there. Don't know my own strength!"
"No I don't. Talk that much that is." Blake said softly and looked Mick directly in the eyes. "Wow. Look at the set of eyes on Timid here! What color are they Timid?" he asked. [Great. Just what I need, another nickname.] Blake thought, and chuckled softly. "I wish I knew what keeps making you laugh." Rolad said suddenly. She looked at him and burst out laughing. Rolad had food all over his face. [Obviously not a neat eater] and laughed even harder. "What squirt. Do I have something stuck in my teeth?" and Rolad promptly started feeling his teeth. All this did was make Blake laugh harder. And with her laughing, they dragged her to the practice courts and her first lesson.
AN: That was an okay chapter I guess. Not much accomplished there. Hmmm. My next chapter I'm gonna try a fighting scene for the first time! I'm so excited. I hope I do well. WISH ME LUCK! Lol. Thank you all once again for the great reviews. *sob* aww shoot I just put mascara on! Lol. BYZ. And I hope the chapters are spaced out enough. I think I'll give it more spaces next time. * walks off thinking*
