How To Bake A Fighter

Chapter 5: Adding New Ingredients

*Lucas*

Wait, where did the floor go?! It was just hhheeerrrreeee! Suddenly, I feel a trap door activate from beneath my feet and the floor literally gives out. And we're falling people! Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! Sweet mother Mary above, we're going to die! WE. ARE. GOING. TO. DIE! Wait, scratch that. More importantly, I'M going to die! No No No!! I CAN'T DIE! I'm too young and handsome to go!!! I screamed as the solid floor surrounding the spot we were standing flew passed my head moments ago and now just a void of darkness surrounds us. What the hell is happening?! This is a dream, right?! Like this has to be one of those falling dream nightmare things and I will be waking up right now! Nothing okay... Now! Wait, hold did I imagine entering the next doors neighbor's house because my mother strongly recommended I join them? No, I definitely remember entering the neighbor's house and finding out the nerdy girl ain't just nerdy. Apparently, we can add psycho to the list now. Wait, I forgot I'm still falling and probably will never be recovered from this hidden death trap! This is a living nightmare! This is a safety violation, right?! Why does a house even have this?! And what city house inspector said that it was completely okay to have a falling death trap in your house?! " Wwwweeeee!!! This is so much fun, ain't it, Campell," Millie said, laughing like a manic toddler full of sugar. What the hell is wrong with her?! Is she nuts?! She must be! Oh god, I was definitely bullying a psycho this whole time. I should've listened to the little shoulder dude in white with the halo and harp on the right side of my head! Is this the end?! Like really the end? Is it the part where I just go missing for no reason?! What did I do to deserve to be a face on a milk carton?! I should've listened to the bros as well! I should've loved my brother more! I SHOULD'VE FINISHED THE CHOCOLATE CAKE INSIDE THE FRIDGE BEFORE COMING HERE!!! Suddenly we landed well, at least I landed on my back. On something hard and feels like it was made of 100% recycled Legos. "Oomph!" God bless my back. And my head. And the other million other muscles in my body that are screaming mercy. I slapped out my hand to my side to hit her. But there was nothing but the Lego mat, so I hit the other side of me with more force, believing she was there. "What the hell, Waters"! But it hit some hard, too hard like punching a sheet of titanium hard." Ow, what the freak! Why is something that hard even down here"! The response you ask? A laugh followed by an echo "that's what she said". "You know what I mean, waters", I sighed in frustration. Remind me again I am down in the goddess knows where with a teenager girl and not a preteen boy right? Okay just making sure. I thought the cement mattress messed with my head for a minute. "What's the matter tough boy? You are not tough enough to take it? It's just an anvil", her voice was taunting my temper in a maddening way. "Why do you even have an anvil down here in the first place?!". "Well if I was the people who lived here before us I wouldn't even try to move it with us either, would you want too?". Fair point." Come on, Waters. Where are you? This isn't very funny you know?". The lights suddenly came on, blinding me." Here, I am. Here, I am. How do you do"?, she sang. I opened my now adjusted eyes to see her. Gulp! She was in a sports bra and s***k shorts. Breathe, Lucas, breathe just cause she has the body don't mean anything. She's... different than I analyzed her the first day of school but don't get unfocused. No she doesn't look like the vip library customer right now but she is still the same girl. For all you know she'll leave you for dead and play innocent. Remember all the major crime books she's read? Yeah. Yeah my brain was right. It didn't matter how toned her body was and her glasses were off making her so much more irresistible with those piercing blue eyes. Arms crossed on her chest giving her a tough aura as if she was ready for gruesome war." Have you seen enough, Campbell", her bold dark blue eyes shined bright in the dim dusty light." Uh yeah". I said standing up. I'm so f**ked.

*Millie*

Finally, he's getting up. I do need to spar with someone before Tyler gets here. Let's just call it a little revenge warm up before he gets here. Karma is a goddess *chef's kiss*." Come on follow me", I said emotionlessly." O-OK". Why is he stuttering? It is making me madder by the minute. It's not like I'm the bully. I walked into the gym and to the center table."Wow", he breathed out behind me." I grabbed the sparing gloves and tossed them at him." Put these on", I said in a demanding tone." Uh. Ok. But can't we just talk about this"? " About what"? " Nevermind", he sighed putting on the gloves. I took off my bunbun slippers and kitten socks. I turned back towards him." OK, so basically you just stand there with the gloves aimed at where you want me to hit or kick. Alright, simple enough"? He nodded back quietly with a bit of weariness. A curious expression was taped on his face though as I slid on my gloves as well that was pretty worn out." 20 hits and 20 kicks. Then we'll switch". He nodded again. Oh Tyler, Tyler, Tyler. You should have come on time today, buddy. Because you are going to miss quite the show. Let's begin the fun bonus round.