I spend the most of the day, sleeping the pain in my arms away. I had a huge lunch so I didn’t have to get out of my room, but the next day I was ready for the bell, by the time it rang, I already had a shower and in a proper training gear and my hair was in a pony tail, and I looked my best, if I can say so myself
I joined the line going to the gym and ignored staring eyes until we got there and 'father' gave me I’m impressed look but I didn’t need it, he made it clear yesterday that I was nothing to him and I wanted things to stay that way
“Good, now you’re all here, will start by stretching and then we will get to the task of the day, guns” at his words my lips stretched into a smile, okay a grin
I was good with guns, I was the best and today I was going to show off, show this guy’s
