Hello everyone! Sorry for the long break in time. I've been so busy with school and cross country and drama and all that shabang and I've just had zero motivation to write. But i finally sucked it up and did it so here you go!
Chappie 12: The Pieces
Song: What's I've done by Linkin Park
What have I done? What monstrosities have I committed? That's all that's been running through my head the past few days. Zeno has been confined to the hospital wing of the school for at least three weeks and I've been placed on temporary suspension.
They told me that if I hadn't of taken it as far as I did, well I most likely wouldn't be in the position I was in now. It was only because it was an act of defense that I'm still going to this school and claiming my position as Captain. Zeno had been expelled.
All because I have such a short temper. Honestly, if he just hadn't had pulled the ex card, well this never would have happened. But life is never that simple right?
Emmett's room has now become my sanctuary. Slouched against his wall with some random book the librarian recommended, well that was my daily routine. Bond with Emmett some more, possibly converse with Jasper. I've even gotten to know Alice better. She's a fairly decent girl if you get past her quirky demeanor.
The only person I have not seen any of these past few weeks was Edward. I personally believe it is a mutual avoidance between us two, but some may choose to disbelieve. Whatever the case is, I couldn't stand to look into those two judgmental eyes as he pulled me away from nearly killing Zeno.
So as I scurried out of the library, a hefty pile of books in my arms, who was I lucky enough to bump into?
I mumbled a quick series of sorry's! as I collected my books from the ground. Just as my hand reached the last book, I decided to look up and met those two gorgeous green eyes searing into my own. Lucky me.
"Bella! How are you?" Edward, oh my deary, how genuinely concerned he sounded. It was touching, not.
"Good," I mumbled quickly, straightening my things and standing uncomfortably before him.
"That's great!" he exclaimed, a giant smile consuming his face. I will admit, it was pleasant to see his face again, his dazzling elegant and overly all god-like face. But I'd never tell him that.
"Yea," I mumbled, a trace of sarcasm in my answer, "so how's the troop been doing?" I knew it was nagging me all these weeks and Emmett wouldn't give me an honest or brief answer to my constant questioning. So I was begging that Edward would give me something to work with.
"They've been doing well; it's all a little weird I'll admit. I mean the captain just being kicked off, the second in command on suspension; we're still struggling to find what to do. Everyone wants a piece at power and who's to deny their wish?"
I frowned and started walking again, knowing Edward would eagerly follow. It wasn't what I wanted to hear. What I was hoping was a Gee we're great! Just dandy, we've totally forgotten the fact that you nearly killed our captain and now we don't even have one for the mean time. Oh that and well, our captain and co-captain can no longer fight with us in the first match against troop 2, so we're pretty much screwed!
Yea, that's how it was gonna roll. Renee was so mad at me when she found out she told me I couldn't compete in the first match, the one that was always the most important. And since Zeno had been expelled neither could he. So our troop's reputation as the most bad ass in all the lands has pretty much gone down the drain.
"You know Bella, we're gonna be alright. In a couple of weeks you'll come back to us as Captain and assume your rightful command. You'll train us for the next match and we'll do our best in this upcoming one. It will all work itself out. And c'mon, you think just cas you and Zeno will be gone means we'll lose? That's thinking pretty high of yourself."
He made a good point. They were put in troop One for a reason, because they were the best. Who's to say just because the best of the best were taken out doesn't mean they still can't conquer?
"So Bells, what have you been up to? I haven't really seen you around lately."
"Uhm, not much really. Reading like a mad man, getting a fill of way too much testosterone, oh and encountering so much energy I don't know what to do with myself!"
"Alice did mention she was hanging out with you lately."
I chuckled to myself, daring a glance up at Edward who was beside himself in smiles.
Then came the awkward silence everyone knew was going to follow. Both of us wracking our brains for something to say but finding nothing and uncomfortably walking down the halls with no words to break this.
"BELLA!" Alice, my rescuer. I turned to Edward who had a disappointed look on his face and laughed. He looked over to me, confused and I smiled, shrugging and running over to Alice.
"Alice, hey!"
"BELLA!"
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There was something relaxing about hanging out with Alice, even if she was the polar opposite of relaxing. But now I was all by my lonesome self, sitting in the training room with nothing to occupy me but my thoughts.
I was filled with so many emotions right now I couldn't really contain it, so what was I to do but train?
Besides, I'd missed so many training sessions I didn't know how to handle myself.
I managed to pull a small version of my out from myself until I was standing face to face with an exact replica of me. Sparring with yourself sounds like an odd way to practice.
I threw a quick jab at my face, but I quickly blocked, it. Oh man this was way to weird for me to handle. I tried a roundhouse kick, but I had to block it as well. There was no way I could beat myself up. This was way to strange.
I got rid of my replica and decided to practice on a regular punching bag, this way I'd have no need for mercying an inanimate object. I threw a series of punches and kicks toward the bag, using full power. With every kick I exerted out my stress until finally I had no more inhibitions, no more drama, no more worries. It was just me and the bag in a final death match. This was the way life should be.
"Need a real sparring partner?"
Now why did he always have to come the moment where I didn't want him most?
And that's the way the cookie crumbles. Yea this one wasn't as fun and stuff but I figured with allt eh drama and stuff from the last few and all the drama in my life, I wanted to jsut lower it a lil bit. Haha, well hope you like! the next will be better. Reviews please, they'll lift my spirits!
-Cole
