A/N- as promised the next longer chapter where actual plot begins, I'm going to make a point of view switch towards the end of this chapter which will be noted by ----------- and a setting change will be noted by………… Thanks to any one who reviewed!
I met up with Faith in the hall way, she gave me a uniform and we went into the locker room to change. Catching up on old times and such, we eventually went to go set up. By 6o' clock the class started to show up. Low and behold, there he was. Connor. I didn't say much then, but I was starting to be a little weirded out by his presence, although he looked as shocked to see me as I was to see him.
There was one girl in the class as well, tiny, blonde, blue eyed, she had a little pink tank top and matching pants. When we took attendance, I found out her name was Kristy, she had never taken self defense before. I also tried really hard not to notice Connor, and failed, this was going to be a very long year. By the way he had taken Tae Kwon Do (A/N I don't know any of the martial arts names or moves or anything so just bare with me).
When we got together to hit each other, work on punches and such, I began to notice Kristy, she was really, really good for someone who had never hit before. Really really good, Chris, the guy whose hand she had been punching, was having some serious swelling issues. That's when I looked to Faith, she seemed to be having the same thoughts that I was. New Found Slayer.
Faith and I went back to the locker room after class to change.
------------Kristy, soon to be known as Serine------------------------------------------------------
I couldn't hear what they were saying so far away from them in the locker room. I knew though if I got closer they would change the subject, so I slipped on my game face to better hear if my plan had worked.
"Do you think she's a slayer?"
"It's pretty likely that she is but we should wait until we know better."
"That was pretty impressive for a beginner, even for a Slayer.
"Yeah I'll say so. I think maybe we should try to be nice to her so she'll trust us."
Oh yeah it worked, completely and totally. With that I shifted my face back to normal, and left the locker room. I may play the sweet little blonde well, but there is a limit to just how long even I can stand to wear this much pink.
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I walk in the lair, promptly taking off my pink shirt, pulling the Jem of Amara (A/N- is that how you spell it?) out of my bra, handier than pockets any day, and pull on a nice skimpy black one, and then exchange my pink sweatpants for black denim. Then I go over to see my boyfriend, Riley.
I met up with Faith in the hall way, she gave me a uniform and we went into the locker room to change. Catching up on old times and such, we eventually went to go set up. By 6o' clock the class started to show up. Low and behold, there he was. Connor. I didn't say much then, but I was starting to be a little weirded out by his presence, although he looked as shocked to see me as I was to see him.
There was one girl in the class as well, tiny, blonde, blue eyed, she had a little pink tank top and matching pants. When we took attendance, I found out her name was Kristy, she had never taken self defense before. I also tried really hard not to notice Connor, and failed, this was going to be a very long year. By the way he had taken Tae Kwon Do (A/N I don't know any of the martial arts names or moves or anything so just bare with me).
When we got together to hit each other, work on punches and such, I began to notice Kristy, she was really, really good for someone who had never hit before. Really really good, Chris, the guy whose hand she had been punching, was having some serious swelling issues. That's when I looked to Faith, she seemed to be having the same thoughts that I was. New Found Slayer.
Faith and I went back to the locker room after class to change.
------------Kristy, soon to be known as Serine------------------------------------------------------
I couldn't hear what they were saying so far away from them in the locker room. I knew though if I got closer they would change the subject, so I slipped on my game face to better hear if my plan had worked.
"Do you think she's a slayer?"
"It's pretty likely that she is but we should wait until we know better."
"That was pretty impressive for a beginner, even for a Slayer.
"Yeah I'll say so. I think maybe we should try to be nice to her so she'll trust us."
Oh yeah it worked, completely and totally. With that I shifted my face back to normal, and left the locker room. I may play the sweet little blonde well, but there is a limit to just how long even I can stand to wear this much pink.
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I walk in the lair, promptly taking off my pink shirt, pulling the Jem of Amara (A/N- is that how you spell it?) out of my bra, handier than pockets any day, and pull on a nice skimpy black one, and then exchange my pink sweatpants for black denim. Then I go over to see my boyfriend, Riley.