Unexpectedly Meeting You

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

*William Fox*

“Wake up sleepy heads!!” Leroy shouted while banging two gongs that made a very disturbing sound.

“OW!!” Art shouted back. He cleared his eyes and ears and made a look at the window. “What time is it?”

“It’s already 4 in the morning.” Leroy said.

“What?! It’s only four so let us sleep for Pete’s sake!” He said and curled under his bed sheet and covered his ears with his pillow.

“Yeah it’s still four, what’s up with you waking us so early.” I said.

“You are here for training, remember?” He said raising an eyebrow. “Now get on your feet and follow me.”

Yeah… training… great. I bolted up from my bed, still sleepy but, what else can I do. Art is still on bed, didn’t even move an inch. Leroy got pissed and went out of the room. I went to the bathroom and washed my face and brushed my teeth, when I walk out of the bathroom, I heard a loud footsteps. I looked out, it was Leroy bringing a basin… and I guess I know what will happen next, I have to see this. I let him in freely in our room, we’re both grinning.

“What the %$#@ was that?!!” Art exclaimed when Leroy pour the freezing ice water on him.

‘booyah!’ I thought.

“That is for not waking up on my first attempt.” Leroy said and we both laugh.

“That is not funny at all.” Art said while wiping his face with dry towel.

“Whatever kid, not get up and wash up… I guess I already did the washing, so all you have to do is to get yourself up in that bed.” Leroy said and went out.

I was still laughing, his face was priceless!!

“That was not funny.” He said looking at me.

I shrugged my shoulders, “whatever kid, so let’s go down stairs.”

“I’m not a kid, and yeah I will go down after changing into my DRY clothes.” He said dramatically.

I went out first. I was wondering how Neola is. This is the first time that we didn’t go to sleep together. I sneaked in to their room. She was still sleeping. ‘How can she even sleep so comfortable without me.’ I thought. What was I thinking? I shove it off and went downstairs. Art and Leroy both looked at me.

“Where were you?” Leroy asked.

“Yeah I thought you already went ahead of me.” Art said with a teasing grin. “Oh you visited her huh… still in denial eh?” He said.

I shook my head. “Shut up shrimp.” I said and he pouted.

“Enough with the girly stuff, now we are going to have your basic training.” Leroy started. He led us out, it’s still pitch dark and cold, we are in the forest. He showed us a big… no huge more like gigantic pile of gigantic tree trunks “You will use this.” He gave us an axe each.”

“What is this?” Art said, his eyes are set on the pile of tree trunks.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Leroy said.

“Wait, what do you mean?” I asked.

“You will be chopping those trunks into this size.” He showed us a little log, an arm length wood.

“You want us to chop these gigantic tree trunks into a size of that small log?” Art clarified.

“Yes.”

“But how about the training? Remember?” I asked.

“This is your training. Now don’t be whining about this stuff cause I won’t give a s**t about it, now get started.” Leroy ordered.

Art and I looked at each other, but followed what Leroy said. How can I even chop these things. I guess it will be easy since we are using axes. I took one big trunk, it took me a while to put it in a clear area. Art is observing me.

“This is so heavy.” I said when I was about to lift the axe.

That weighs 100 kilos.” Leroy said, who is now sitting on a rocking chair.

“What?!” Art and I both said.

Leroy shrugged his shoulders. “It’s still the basic so start working.”

“Are you trying to kill us?” Art said.

“Whatever kid.” Leroy said and ignored Art.

“Yaahh.” Art made a sound after lifting the axe and hit the wood. He got pissed with the old man calling him a kid.

This will take forever. The axe is so heavy and the trunks are so big, how can we even cut it into little pieces? With exact sizes.

Sweats are pouring like rain in me. This is a hard job. The sun is now up, the girls are up too, now they are watching us with Steve and Greg. Neola and Larissa’s eyes are orange, meaning they are worried about us.

My breath is now on its limit. I’m so tired, we’ve been doing this for four hours, and we haven’t had breakfast yet. Art is the same as me too, but he’s quiet, I guess calling him a kid hit his ego. We haven’t reach the exact size of the log that we are going to follow, I haven’t even finished chopping the trunk that I started chopping after four hours. This is impossible; the axe is even heavier than me.

“Okay, stop.” Leroy finally said it.

“Finally.” I said catching my breath.

“You can eat your breakfast now.” He said. Steve and Greg put on the breakfast on the table that they set outside the house.

“Are you alright?” Neola asked me with worried eyes.

“I think I’m going to die in here than in the hands of the Vipers.” I said honestly.

“I’m sorry.” She said.

“No it’s not your fault.”

She went nearer to me and wiped my sweat, I was breathing heavily. He gave me another shirt so I can change, I’m too tired to go in and change, so I just took of my shirt in front of Neola. Her eyes immediately went to pink and looked away. I chuckled, Leroy shook his head.

“Do you feel any pain?” Neola asked after I got changed.

I just had a brilliant idea.

“Ahh yes,, It’s my back.oww it hurts a lot.” I acted… well not really because it really hurts.

“What can I do?” She asked in panic.

“You can just massage it, here?” I led her hands in my back, boy it was so soft. She slowly moved her hands through my muscles it was so relaxing that I can snooze off.

“I want that too.” I heard Art said to Larissa, she giggled but did as what Art requested.

“You’re cute… and I’m afraid I have to interrupt, you can only have breakfast for 30 minutes and you’ve already wasted 10 now you only have 20 minutes left for eating.” Leroy said.

“What?! This is inhuman, we have 1 hour vacant in school.” Art protested.

“Well let me remind you that… this is not school anymore.”

“You are so cruel.” Art said, but started eating. I started eating as well.

“Now go back to chopping some trunks.” Leroy ordered after we ate.

Art and I hissed we wanted to rest a little bit more, but still did what Leroy said. I didn’t think that he would be strict like this, I thought he was cool. I guess I was wrong.

We continued chopping and lifting some axe and sweating and catching our breaths. What in the world are we doing? This is so exhausting. We have 30 minutes rest in lunch too. I was counting the hours forever. I manage to cut 1 and a half trunk but didn’t manage to fulfill the correct size.

Both Art and I dropped ourselves to only two couches in the living room. Finally Leroy had mercy on us and said the most precious word of the day and probably for the rest of the training, the word “STOP”.

“Are you alright?” Neola asked.   

“mmmm.” Is all that I can say, I’m too tired to say a word.

“Change your clothes first, I heard that having wet shirts can make humans sick.” She said.

 I didn’t respond, I think it would be better if I get sick. Neola left, I thought she was pissed by me not answering her. She came back a little later bringing a shirt.

“Change into this.” She said.

“I’m tires.” I mumbled.

She sighed and she lifted me up in my sitting position with all her strength I guess. I was surprise that she took my shirt off. I watched her but she’s not looking at me, she now put on the new clothes that she brought.

She looked at me after, “I don’t want you to get sick.” She calmly said and kisses me on the forehead.

I was shocked. “Where did you learn how to kiss?” I asked.

“In the T.V, they said you can kiss a person on the forehead when you want to comfort them.” She said.

“Oh, thanks.” I said.

She smiled and walked towards the kitchen. She was concerned about me? That thought was in my mind before I fell into a deep sleep, I can even hear me snoring.