CASSIE'S POV.
Seven in the evening. At Sandy's room.*
"How was practice today?" Sandy asked, sliding beside me on the bed as I laid there tiredly. Tired was an understatement of how much my body ached. Truly, I was slowly sick of adjusting to a new coach and teaching strategy. I thought Daelan's way of teaching was tiresome, but boy was I not prepared for Margaret's hell of a training.
Funny thing was, I was the only one being dramatic about my body aching everywhere, whereas the other girls were actually pulling stunts way tougher than the training I was enduring.
"Gurl, you don't wanna know." I sighed again, shaking my head so slowly because it would ache if I moved my body way fast right now. "Just two days of training feels like I'm in the warzone or something."
"Oh you, stop
