Hey guys, I know I havent' updated in awhile, but I couldn't think of what to make happen in this chapter.
But, without further ado, here is Chapter three!
Ian Archer was nervous. He usually wasn't, but what he was about to do sent shivers down his spine and made his hands clammy. Here he was, nervous for a conversation he was about to have, when he wasn't even nervous about his first day in Level Two. He was almost excited for Level Two.
After Breakfast that morning, he and his friends were herded to Math class by Chandler. Apparently it was an A day, so they had Math, Science, and Language. Those classes were pretty boring and easy for Ian. He didn't really like to talk much in class; he learned from listening to people, so he preferred to observe everyone. Like Headmaster, CJ's father, he inwardly grimaced, had said, Ian was very intelligent. After class was training. He, Gabe, and Suki were told where to go for their training by Chandler, while CJ went with her. CJ gave Ian a sympathetic and scared look while following Chandler. He didn't return it.
He followed Chandler's instructions and walked past the Administration building into the building with a sign that said "Training" on it. Once there, he walked inside, took two left turns and a right turn, and arrived at the door with a plaque reading "Preflex". He lifted his hand to knock on the door, but was interrupted by a deep man's voice saying "Come in, Mr. Archer."
Ian walked into the room and looked directly at the man he assumed would be his trainer. He was tall, even taller than Ian, maybe 6'3''. He had dark brown hair that swooped over his forehead and brilliant blue eyes. His height, combined with the large amount of muscles he possessed made him very intimidating. He didn't look very old, though, he didn't look a day over 23. Maybe right after he "graduated", he came to work here, Ian thought.
"Welcome, Mr. Archer, I'm your trainer, Preflex. I have your skill, and will be working one-on-one with you so you can develop your skill to its' full potential."
Great, Ian thought, here they go with the 'full potential' thing again.
"I had you scared, didn't I, Ian? But I'm not exactly like Coach or the teachers at Level One. I know what you're going through; I went to Tower Prep and escaped, only to be brought here when I was about your age. I read your profile, 'Intelligent, Quick Tempered, Very Physically fit, and Determined'. I think we will get along nicely," He said, very genuinely. Ian, however, was apprehensive. He didn't know about this guy and he didn't want another person like Coach.
However, he decided not to be difficult, Why not? he asked himself.
"I hope so, sir. So are there other people with Preflex here?"
"Not as many as usual, but yes. You will train with them, and learn from each other. There are three others. Follow me," Preflex said as he walked out of the door with Ian close behind.
They crossed the hall and walked into a room that looked similar to the skills lab back at Tower. The floor was a gray padding and the walls were white with fitness posters on them. One wall had several windows that showed the Level Two campus. The room was smaller than the skills lab, because not many people used the Preflex room.
Preflex and Ian walked across the room to a group of three other students.
"Alright guys, this is Ian," Preflex stated, "Why don't you introduce yourselves?"
"I'm Tyler," said a medium-height boy with pale blond hair and bright green eyes. He looked about 15 years old.
"Riley," said a girl with light brown hair with a small, yet muscular build.
"Alex," said the last boy, who was Hispanic. He was tall, but shorter than Ian, about 5'10'', with bulging arm muscles and very short black/brown hair. He wore a smirk, and for some reason, Ian was reminded of Ray Snider. The boy, about 17 years old, wasn't wearing a shirt, and instead was showing off his very defined 8-pack. He had a black tattoo of two snakes intertwined running down his left arm.
"I'm Ian, Ian Archer," He replied.
Training wasn't surprising to Ian. Preflex had him do several drills that he guessed were to figure out Ian's skill level. He was doing fine, until Preflex had him do the paintball drill Coach had him do, except Preflex had two paintball guns. Ian dodged as best as he could, but when Preflex stopped, he saw a splash of blue paint on his previously-white shirt.
"Good job, Ian. You can go ahead back to your dorm," Ian was dismissed.
He walked back into a locker room and found a locker with a tag that had his name on it.
"So, I hear you were the best fighter at Tower," Ian looked over to see Alex talking to him. Ian nodded, "even took on Ray Snider and won, huh?" Ian nodded again. "Well that was back at Tower, you're in a whole new playing field. Watch who you talk to and who you befriend," The Muscular Hispanic boy warned Ian with narrowed eyes," I wouldn't want you, to get hurt or anything."
He left the room and Ian felt anger flood throughout his whole body. Somehow, he was able to restrain himself though, and changed out of his sweaty clothes.
He walked back to his dorm, thinking about something he had to get off his chest. He was nervous, very nervous. As he sat down on his bed, he noticed that Gabe wasn't back from training yet. For once, he was glad Gabe wasn't back, because he had to do something that he wanted to keep private. He pulled his PDA out of his pocket and scrolled down his contacts until he saw the name he was looking for, CJ Ward. In a bold move he clicked, 'Send new message' and typed out a message to her, hoping that she was done with training.
It said: 'Are you done with training yet?'
His reply came about a minute-and-a-half later: 'Yes. Why do you ask?'
'I need to talk to you,' was his last reply, 'meet me in me and Gabe's room as soon as you can.'
'Okay.'
He secretly hoped that she wouldn't show up, because he definitely wasn't ready for what he was about to do. Sure enough, five minutes later, he heard a knock on the door. A sense of dread flooded his body on his way to answer the door. The walk felt like decades, but it was only a couple of seconds. He was greeted by CJ's smiling face, which fell when she saw his face, "What's wrong?"
"Come in and I'll tell you, it's important," he replied with a grim look on his face.
"Go ahead," she said while plopping down on Ian's bed.
He let out a shaky sigh and turned towards her, "I was lying when I said that I believed you."
She opened her mouth to say something, but he interrupted her. "I need to get this out. I'm sorry, but after what you did, I can't-I can't do this anymore."
"Do what?" She asked, shakily.
"You know how I feel about you. I think I love you. But, I'm not sure if you do. I asked you to come here today because I'm ending it. I'm ending whatever romance-thing we've got going on here, because honestly, I can barely look at you now. I know Suki and Gabe trust you, but I just can't do it. I love you, I still do, but you-you lied to me CJ. You could've gotten me and everyone else hurt because you had to keep your secret. What's even worse is that you betrayed us. When I found out, you broke my heart, CJ. You broke it, and I don't think it'll be fixed easily."
"Ian, I'm sorry, I truly am," CJ said with tears in her eyes, "but we can make this better, we can make this work. I love you, Ian."
"Don't you even know what you're doing to me?" he half-yelled. "You can't fix it quickly; my heart is going to need time to be healed. I'm sorry, but I have to end this. Until you somehow get my trust back, our romance or whatever is over. You know, after we escaped, I was going to ask you to be with me."
CJ got up and left, sobbing. Ian let a tear fall down his cheek, despite the fact he got everything off of his chest, he felt empty inside.
By the time Gabe came back, Ian had composed himself.
"What's up, man?" Gabe asked as soon as he walked through the door.
"Not much," he lied. "How was your training?"
"Honestly, I kind of liked it," Gabe confessed.
"Yeah, me too."
When the tone rang, Ian and Gabe made their way down to the Cafeteria to get Dinner. Ian didn't look at CJ, and CJ didn't look at Ian.
Suki, Gabe, and Chandler, sensing something was wrong, let it go.
Forty-five minutes later, Ian was one of the few people still in the Cafeteria.
Chandler sat down across from him and asked, "What's wrong, Romeo?"
"Nothing," he replied, getting up and dumping his tray in the trash.
"It's CJ, isn't it?" He nodded.
"How did you know?" He asked.
"She's your biggest weakness, and you're hers." She got up and left.
Wow, that was kinda depressing.
As of now, I know this story will have Suki/Ray in it.
However, I'm not sure who I should pair Gabe with, or if he should be paired at all.
As for Ian, I think it'll be CJ, but I'm not positive.
If you have any ideas, suggestions, etc. please review!
Or you can can just review if you like the story!