Sorry I haven't updated, but I'm done with the ELA tests! Yay! I only have math but ill be on. Review please and on with the story!

Christina's POV:

I wake up to the sound of Uriah screaming.

"Wake up pansycakes! Training starts now!" he screams and I groan, flipping back in my bed, putting the pillow on top of my face. The pillow is suddenly yanked by a force and then it hits me. I yelp.

"Ow what the hell was that for?!" I say rubbing my face.

Uriah rolls his eyes. "Don't cry cause I didn't hit you that hard. Oh and did I mention you need to wake up? Yeah so now get up, and get ready for training. The door is right there, so if you don't want to train you can be my guest and walk out." I groan again and get up. I dress quickly and go to the bathroom, do my business and brush my teeth before I get out. I'm the first one out, and its me and Uriah.

"Ready Nose?" he asks, a flirt tone in his voice.

I roll my eyes. "Um yeah sure."

"Ok great." He turns and faces the bathroom, before screaming. "Hurry the fuck up! What the hell do you do in there?!" He sighs. It takes about five minutes for the initiates to be ready. We head to the training room. I look around and I see targets and guns on the desk. It only takes me second to figure out what we're doing, but Uriah announces it anyway.

"Today you will learn how to shoot a gun. We will be practicing more but this is when you'll get the most training." He gets a gun and shoots it. It hits the target in the middle. Some initiates are in shock. "Ok your turn! Grab a gun and shoot. Good luck!"

I sigh and grab a gun. I aim it and flinch when the bullet is shot. I drop the gun. Uriah snickers and some of the other initiates laugh as well. "It isn't that difficult. You'll get used to it." With that he watches other initiates, giving advice.I blush a bit embarrassed. There are ten other initiates, and I want to be the best. And I will be. I shoot a few more times before the gun actually hits the target. Uriah smiles and nods to me, before training is over and he dismisses us. He pulls me over and I have butterflies in my stomach. He is so cute. But why did he call me over?

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