How To Bake A Fighter

Chapter 7: Envy isn't a Ingredient

*Lucas*

As I watched her, I couldn't imagine a better place to be than here right now watching her fight. She was powerful and in rhythm with the beat. It doesn't look rehearsed though. It's like her body knows what to do in a flash. Her fighting skills are at the pro-level. I wonder where she had trained to be this good of a fighter? And why is she not this way at school? I mean, under all those baggy clothes and messy buns I made fun of, I am a neat, organized fighter who isn't afraid of anything. The song ended, she landed the most amazing roundhouse kick I'd ever seen. It landed perfectly centered in the bag and probably had enough power to break some bones. *Gulp* I suddenly regret bullying her now. Her hard panting breaths is the only thing that echoes throughout the room. She turns to me. Her eyes hold pain in the frustration of dark blue. She stands there, her body shaking in determination and redemption. Looking as if she was in a battle, her head held high in pride of the victory within her. Suddenly, her eyes soften and she smiles softly. I smile back. Yes, finally she smiles at me, a genuine smile. She started running towards me. Oh I guess she wants a jumping hug. I held out my arms bracing for impact when she ran past me. What the-. I turned to see a boy around our age rush towards her. Who's he?

*Millie*

I ran toward Jamie. The world stopped for me when I saw him. I couldn't feel my body. I must be hallucinating again. That was until he signed for me. He never signs in my hallucinations. I'm home sis. I couldn't do anything but go to him. Jamie Waters, my brother, twin to be exact. He went away to war when we both turned sixteen. 2 months later, he went MIA. A bomb hit their humvee. He went back for a buddy when another bomb hit and then no one saw him after that. I cried for a long time in my room, three weeks to be exact. Somewhere deep down I always knew he was alive. My life has been exciting and lively. Sneaking out with my brother and his bad boys group to everything from illegal fighting to illegal racing to just chilling in their hang out. When he got attacked, Tyler and I shut down to everybody but each other. Yes, he is our brother by heart. Our parents moved us to different schools in an attempt to make it better, but it didn't. Tyler hides his pain better than me. I couldn't get close to anyone after it happened. So I quietly acknowledge everybody. I barely talk unless needed to. Well, except for Tyler. The kid doesn't ever shut up. For the first time in 10 months, I feel free. I crashed into my brother, my twin, my other half, with so much force he stumbled backwards from the impact. I felt the vibration of his chuckle against me. He's back, he's really back. I started crying. He is here without a scar or scratch on him. "Shhh. It's OK my buttercup", he cooed. It was my turn to chuckle now.

Before he left...

"Do you have to leave", I whined. "Yes my little darling sister", he said. "I'm not little, baby brother", I pouted. "You know who came out first", he smirked. "By one fidging second! That doesn't count!", I argued. "Take it up with the birth certificate then, baby sister". I glared at him. We sat in silence. "What if you don't come back", I started to cry. "I will because I'm the hero in your favorite movie", he said softly, embracing me." The princess bride"?" Yes. No matter where I go, I'll always come back because nothing can sever this siblings bond, not even death", he said. "Promise"?" Promise, my buttercup", he said.

"God, I miss you", I cooed sarcastically. *ihm* Shoot! I forgot we're not alone.

*Lucas*

She was clinging to him like he's the last part of her life and it's kinda making me jealous. I mean first Tyler, now this dude. Who is he? They seemed to be whispering to each other about something. Then she chuckled. Now I'm going mad. All she ever laughs with is Tyler and now him!? I gritted my teeth in anger. Then I heard something that made me lose it."God, I missed you too", she whispered. Okay I've had enough of this. *Ihm*, I cleared my throat. She froze while the kid met my eyes. "You're not Tyler", he said after examining me. "No I'm not Tyler", I said tightly. "Right. This is Lucas. He goes to school with Ty and I besides moving next door. Lucas, this is Jamie. He's my twin and most likely to marry honeyboo", she teased. "Hey! I'm udderly repulsed by you", he fired back. "Ugh, can you stop with the cow jokes already. It's been three years!", she whined. "You know how hard it's to moo-ve on from these jokes after so long", he whined back. "Just shake his hand before I strangle you", she replied with a deadly glare at him. "Hi, it's nice to meet you, Lucas", he smiled sticking out his hand. "Nice to meet you, too", I took his hand and shook. "Yo, Shorty where's the prick", Jamie replied after looking around. "He's fidging late", she replied. "Always", he breathed out. Just then, the door burst open.

*Millie*

Jamie and Lucas look at ease now they know who's who. I checked the walled clock. 15 after. He'll be coming through that door in 3...2..1. The door opened like a storm trooper raid with the excuse-rambling Tyler. "M. I'm sorry I'm late. I have a good reason this time", he rambled, looking through his bag still not noticing anything or anyone else." Sure you do", Jamie responded sarcastically. "I do you litt-", Tyler stopped in mid-sentence-looking up. "You always say it's a good reason. What was it this time? A badger broke down on the side of the road?", I questioned. Jamie and Lucas chuckled while Tyler stood still. Frozen in place by shock. I walked towards him. "Hey it's OK, Ty", I said, getting him to look at me. "Its-Its", he stuttered trying to make a sentence. "Yes, Ty. It's real. He's real. He's home, he's home to stay", I said. He looked back in the direction of the others before sprinting towards Jamie. Only this time, instead of stumbling, my brother was tackled. What the hell?!