Ash
I take back what I said being here is terrible. Every day for two weeks now I have done exercises every day. With Ember, I have made it to the point where I can use my own sword while fighting against her and the dummies at the same time, but now I also have to move around the room and damage all of the dummies before Ember is satisfied. I'm pretty sure she is going to try and have me break the dummy with my bare fist, ember said hand to hand is next. I'm by no means an expert at the sword now but I could at least defend myself. My true strength seemed to be in my magic. I looked forward to Will's lessons. He said I'm a natural at it. Every day we sat face to face as he drew out my power for me, little does he know I can call on it just fine by myself. we have moved on to magic theory, it is actually interesting and not boring like everything else with the word theory is. The basic idea is that magic is a part of me, but in order to control my power, I have to find a way of controlling it. One of the ways we have practiced is a visualization which I'm the best at, but I'm not that bad at spoken spells. Even drawing is a way to gain control. Every day has been the same wake-up train lunch train dinner sleep wake up. .. . .. . so you can imagine how happy I was to have the day off today.
Instead of fighting gear today I wore a plain white shirt with a black a-line flare skirt. I wanted Lilly to come with me to the marketplace, but she had work to do in the gardens. I could hear the commotion of people not far ahead, a few more steps and I could see the first vendor stall with its vibrant pink top. Lilly gave me a bit of money that Anton said was for me, I was grateful for the money but if he thinks he can buy my trust he is sorely mistaken. I was pleasantly surprised to find that money was pretty much the same as on earth except the money here was beautiful and colorful and made from some paper that is so soft I mistook it for fur when I first felt it. I had to be careful of how I spent the money seeing as I only had fifty dollars, so I walked from stall to stall being careful about what I chose to buy. I came across a little shop that sold the shiniest most extravagant jewelry I had ever seen and I fell in love with a rubies and pink sapphires gem-encrusted heart pendant, but it was too expensive for my budget. I got bored of searching for something to buy and wandered away from the market. I found a thin overgrown trail not too far from the market and followed it to a small patch of pine-colored grass next to a calm steady stream. I decided to run back to the market and buy what I would need for a quick lunch. I bought a large crimson red apple and a bag of chips. It was nice to have just a normal day. I let my thoughts wander as I ate my small meal, and my thoughts drifted to Willow. I couldn't figure him out sometimes during our classes. He is cold and condescending and other times he looks at me with this want in his eyes that I can't help and blush. Did he like me or was he just playing with me? I took a thoughtful bite of the apple and gasped. I gagged and spat. It was disgusting, it tastes like raw cinnamon powder. I hate cinnamon. As I spat on the ground to get the taste out of my mouth I heard a boyish chuckle coming from behind me. Before I could turn around two pail arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me up off the ground. I felt him bury his head in my neck
“HeY Ash” the familiar voice slurred in my ear making me shiver in response
“Will is that you,” I said, attempting to twist in his iron bear hug to see his face. He lifted his head and shot me a lazy smile that made my heart stop. He put his face back in my neck and inhaled deeply. Did he just sniff me? I pulled away from him realizing he must be intoxicated, as soon as we were separated he stumbled and fell on his rear end and started laughing. I had no idea what to do so I helped him back to his feet supporting most of his weight on my shoulders. I should take him to Lilly, I started in the direction of the place I now call home half dragging half carrying Will with me. At this point, it was dark and looming out. I grunted and dragged his limp body to the side of the road to take a small break.
“Ash” will whisper in a hushed tone. I didn't reply but I turned my face in his direction to show I was listening. “YOuR SOooo pERTy” he slurred. I just shook my head and turned away he was only saying that because he was drunk. As much as I wished he could see me like that l knew he didn't. I stretched getting ready to start dragging him again when I got a crazy idea. With a wicked idea, I imagined him hovering on the floor and following me, this way I could get him home without the physical exhaustion on my day off. Taking a deep breath and letting my power do what I imagined it to and soon enough we were making a much faster pace towards Lilly's room. I slowly lowered Will to the floor making sure to not wake him from his sleep, I gently tapped on lillys door and heard a series of loud crashes. I smirked to myself because I knew who was in there with her, I think it was part of why Lilly couldn't come with me today. Lilly's door finally cracked open enough to only see Lilly's petite figure in the door, her tawny skin turning a darker red shade the longer I stood there.
“Um I think Will is super drunk and I don't know where his room is so I brought him to you” I blurted out and looked at the floor.
“ Oh I got him, he does this sometimes, I'm sorry you had to see him like this” Lilly said as she reached for her brother's arm, probably to drag him the way I had earlier. However, I will have different plans. He suddenly jerked out of his sleep and upon his feet before marching up to me grinning like a fox and kissed me. Holy hell what was going on, I pushed willow off of me before clenching my fist and swinging straight at his jaw. he rocked backward from the force of my punch falling into Lilly doorway, he looked up at me with shock and hurt in his eyes but I didn't care I twisted my door handle, slamming and locking the door behind me. I slid down to the floor with a grimaced expression, that is not how I expected my first kiss to go.