"Bryce. What do you want?" I hear Taylor ask. Bryce pushes the door open and walks right up to me. Taylor looks like he's going to kill him but he doesn't move from where he is.

"How does your nose feel? Taylor told me it's broken." I say and smile at him.

"Shut up ok, Greg is making me come down here to apologize. I don't know why, you broke my nose." He says and mumbles the last part. He takes a few steps forward. He's probably around 5'8 or 5'9 but he doesn't intimidate me, most likely because I know I can beat him up.

"There's no need. There's no point because it's not sincere. You can leave." I say crossing my arms over my chest.

"I'll leave when I want and good because I didn't want to apologizes to that." He says and looks me up and down disgusted. It takes everything ounce of discipline I have to not punch him again.

"Actually because this is our room, and we don't want you here, we can make you leave," I say and he looks at Taylor.

"How do you know he wants me to leave?" Bryce asks like he's got leverage.

"Because your an ass to everyone." I say and point to the door. Taylor watches what Bryce does the whole time, it's kind of creepy.

"Well, I'd rather be an ass to him, rather then a slut to him." He says smiling and stares at me. Where did he get that from? Taylor goes to push him out, but Bryce hits him on a pressure point that makes your body numb. Apparently, everyone is taught pressure points here in training, I learned that one while talking with Taylor.

This time I can't handle my anger, though. I push him into the railing outside the room and punch him. He goes to punch me in the jaw, I duck out of the way and elbow him in the stomach. That was a little to close for me. He swings and when I try to back up he smashes my in the head back and then the punches me in the stomach. He takes this to his advantage and pushes me into the wall with his hand to my throat. He smiles at me like he's won and squeezes my neck. It's hard to breath, so I slam my elbows on his arm to break free and he releases me while backing up. I try and catch my breath, but I see that he comes at me again. Give up, jeez, I don't want to severely injure him, but if he doesn't back off I'll be done holding back. Before he can get to me and I jump over the railing and hold onto the metal. I watch him go tumbling down the stairs, good, you moron. My hands are sweaty so it's harder to climb up the metal without falling. But once I finally get up, I go down the stairs and see that Bryce is still on the floor. Good, now stay down, I think to myself. 

"You done trying to kill me?" I ask and stand a little away from him just in case he gets any stupid ideas. Everyone was in there room because it's like 12:00 in the morning, but people are coming out to see what is happening. Surprisingly no one comes down and tries to stop us. Wonder why? I see Bryce get up and I take another step back just in case he swings and I don't move quick enough.

"I'll get you back for this." He spits out and walks off. Wow, leaves because there are people watching, shallow much. I just blow him off and run to Taylor and I's room and see he's still on the floor.

"Are you starting to get feeling back?" I ask and put him in a sitting position against the bed. He moves his head a little. "That's good. I don't know if you know, but it might take 20 minutes before you can stand." I say and he opens his eyes. I try and give him a smile. Then Greg comes in the room. This is going to be fun, I think sarcastically.

"What happened this time?" He asks and sounds frustrated and tired. He looks at Taylor and expects him to tell him what happened, but since he can't talk, I start to tell him what happened.

"Bryce said you made him come down here and apologize," I say and Greg nods his head. "So I told him he didn't have to because he doesn't really mean it and there's no point in apologizing if it's not real. Then I told him to leave because he was being an ass, like he always is and he said he can leave when we wants and then called me a slut. Taylor went to kick him out, but Bryce hit him in a pressure point and that's why he's on the floor. I went after Bryce and we got into a fight. After he fell down the stairs and people started to come and see what was happening he left and told me that he'd get me back." I said unashamedly of what I did. If he has a problem with it, it's his problem.

"He really doesn't like you, I mean he is a jerk to everyone, but he like hates you," Greg says like I don't know that.

"Ya I got that a while ago." I say and start to feel a bruise forming on my stomach. Fabulous.

"Ok, tomorrow both of you will come down to my office so we can figure out how to stop this. Got it." He says and waits for me to answer.

"Sure, but if he would just stop saying rude things I wouldn't kick his butt." Greg nods his head and leaves. I turn and look towards Taylor to see that he'd fallen when I was talking to Greg. I grab his shoulders and put him against the bed again. He gives me a look that says thanks.

"I think just a few more minutes and you should be able to move," I say and go to the bathroom to see if I got a bruise on my stomach and to see if I have any more. I pull up my shirt up and see that I already have a purple bruise that's probably 4 inches wide and like 3 inches long. "Great." I mumble sarcastically to myself. I walk out of the bathroom and slowly pull my shirt down to make sure I don't touch the bruise. I see Taylor struggling to get up, so I walk to him and help pull him up.

"Thanks. How do you know about pressure points? I haven't taught you which do which." He says and wobbles a little.

"No problem and my dad taught me," I say and keep my arm around him so he doesn't lose his balance. He nods his head a little in acknowledgment.

After we walk around the room a few times he's back to normal. I grab my backpack and look for my phone. When I find it I try and find my headphones. Grr, where the heck did I put them?

"Hey, come here," Taylor says concerned. I walk over to him with a confused look. He puts his hand up and I flinch. "I'm not going to hit you." He says pulling my arm. He puts his hand to my head, it stings.

"Ow. What was that for?" I say and put my hand to my head where it stings.

"Come on, that needs to get cleaned." He says and walks to his bathroom. I follow him and when we get in there he starts grabbing things. I just watch as he looks for other things. Then he puts the bottles down and turns to me. He picks me up and sets me on the counter like I weigh nothing. I glare at him.

"I could have done that myself," I say in a little childish voice even though I liked the feeling of his hands at my sides. I really need to get my head out of the cloud that it seems to be in. It must have been the hit that's making me not think straight.

"You sure the counter is about 3/4 of your height." He says and laughs. I slap him in the arm which makes him laugh more. Grr boys.

"You're so mean," I say in a playful voice.

"Ya, ya, whatever, sit still please, don't want to hurt you." He says and puts something on a cotton ball. He walks right up to me and my legs are almost around his hips because of how close he is. He puts the cotton ball to my head and I squeeze my hands because it hurts, but it's tolerable pain.

"Oh and um, I'll have to put rubbing alcohol which is going to hurt a lot more. Sorry, but trust me it will help." He says and I open my eyes.

"Great." I say sarcastically. "How do you know what to do?" I ask and try to get my mind off that he was really close to me and causing my head to be more cloudy.

"You take a course when you come here that's all about cuts, burns, gunshot wounds, ect and I want to be a doctor when I'm older so, ya." He says and walks right up to me again. I keep getting weird feelings in my stomach when he comes close and it's annoying me because I don't know why. I get the head issue, but now the stomach. "That cut is really deep. Do you know how to got it?" He asks and looks at my eyes instead of my cut.

"I tried to back away from Bryce but got punched. I think there was like a button on his shirt or something and it did that." I say and point to my head. 

"What fun." He says sarcastically and looks and my cut again. "Your cut is already infected so you might want to do this for a few days." He says and my eyes pop open wide.

"I can't do it myself," I say knowing that if I try I won't because of the pain. I'll just think it'll heal on it's own.

"Then I'll do it. K this is the rubbing alcohol it's the worst." He says and looks me in the eyes again. I feel like a baby right now because he's helping me with a cut. I take a deep breath and nod my head. I close my eyes before it touches my head. Once I feel the cotton touch my head I squeeze my eyes and hands even tighter.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow." I keep saying and can feel my eyes water. Damn infections.

Taylor's P.O.V.

I put the cotton to her head and she squeezes her legs around me. I don't think she notices because her eyes are closed and her hands are turning white from how hard she's squeezing them together. She must have a high tolerance for pain though because with how deep it is and it being infected I would think that she would cry or yell something, but she just says ow a few times. I see her eyes start to water. I grab her hand and she squeezes mine. Normally the pain lasts for about a 30 seconds, but her cut is already infected so it will probably last longer than that. My hand is numb because she's squeezing so hard, but I don't move my hand away. The bad part is I have to do it again.

"It'll pass in a soon." I say and grab her other hand. She nods her head in acknowledgment. Seeing her eyes water makes my eyes water. Great, crying in front of a girl is going to help me. I think sarcastically to myself. She still has her legs around my waist which is making me a little warmer than I'd like to be.

"Does it hurt like that every time?" She asks and lets go of my hands.

"Ya until the infection is gone." I say and she huffs.

"Great." She says sarcastically.

"Now I have to do that again, but then I just put some neosporin, a bandage, and you're good," I say and wait for her reaction.

"What? You've got to be kidding me." She says and looks at me. She drops her legs immediately and turns a little red.

"Wish I was, but it will help to do it again," I say and she's looking down.

"Sorry, about... that." She says and crosses her legs on the counter instead of having them dangle.

"It's fine, just glad you didn't start kicking me," I say and she laughs a little. When she looks up at me with her beautiful greens eyes I have the urge to kiss her, but I can't because first she doesn't like me, second it would make it awkward for when we have to go on missions and third just talking to her would make her uncomfortable. These feelings are starting to piss me off. 

"Ready?" I ask and she nods her head. This time she does the same as last time, but doesn't wrap her legs around me. When she opens her eyes she looks a little mad, but yet understanding on why it has to be done. I put the ointment on and then the bandage on.  

"There, perfect. Now, do you have any other cuts?" I ask and look at her arms.

"No." She says without even looking. I laugh at her reaction. "Hey, that stuff hurts a lot." She says smiling.

"Ya I know. Just be glad I didn't put stitches in. I am surprised there was no yelling." I say and she puts her arms out to show her muscles. I laugh again and she joins in.

"K, I think were overtired." She says and hops of my counter. I nod my head and follow her out of the bathroom. She grabs a shirt and changes into it. I turn around because I don't think she would want me looking at her while she's changing.

"I have a sports bra on you're fine." She says and laughs a little.

"I didn't know," I say and change in the bathroom because I'm not changing into pants with her in the room. When I'm done changing I throw my shirt in the laundry. We both get into bed and realize that the lights on.

"You get it." We both say at the same time. "Your closer, you get it," I claim and look under the bunk bed.

"No, you." She says and looks at me.

"You."

"You."

"You."

"You!" She says and grabs her pillow and puts it over her face.

"Fine you stubborn little brat," I say and walk down my bunk. She pulls the pillow off and smiles at me because she thinks she's won. Not going to happen. I go down to her and smile at her. She looks slightly nervous. I start to tickle her. "Don't. This-this isn't fair." She says and tries to push me away. Her legs and sides seem to be the most ticklish, I find out. After she says she can't breath a million times I stop. "Not cool dude." She says out of breath.

"Then you should have gotten the light." I say and turn it off. 

"I'm good." She says once I'm on the top of the bunk bed. I laugh and go to sleep.

I wake up fast and hit my head on the ceiling. "Oww." I say rubbing my head and slowly walk down the ladder. Stupid alarm scared me.

"Taylor turn that off." I hear Alaina say annoyed that it's still on. I just wait by my alarm and look at her. She pulls her pillow off and looks at me. She looks like she's going to kill me. I flash her a smile. She moves her covers away and walks over to me. She grabs the alarm and pulls the corn out. Then she tosses it at me. I laugh because you can tell she is so not a morning person.

"Shut up." She says and walks into her bathroom. I put the alarm down and I grab my clothes to get ready. Once I'm done with everything I walk out and see Alaina ready to go running. When she hears me walk out she gives me another deadly glare.

"What?" I ask and try not to laugh at her.

"I'm going to kill you for not turning that stupid alarm off." She says and walks towards me. I back up a little.

"It's not stupid," I say even though I called it stupid earlier and smile at her. She punches me in the arm, which actually hurts.

"Ya ok." She says and stops glaring at me.

"Ready for training?" I ask moving my arm where she punched and walk to the door.

"Ya, we running again." I nod my head. She throws her shirt on her bed. I see a huge bruise on her stomach. I walk over to her my eyes on it.

"What happened here?" I ask and point to her stomach.

"When Bryce punched me." She says like it's nothing.

"That's a huge bruise," I say and look at her stomach. What the hell was he thinking?

"I'm fine." She says and tries to walk around me.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I ask concerned if she has any other bruises or things that may hurt her.

"Because you can't do anything about it. It's a bruise." She says and tries to grab the door handle.

"Ya, but we are going to do some fighting training today. I could have hurt you." I say and push the door so she can't open it.

"Well, in a real fight you don't get to tell you're opponent that you're injured, and plus I just told you now." She says and swings the door open. Would it have been a crime to tell me? I wonder and shut the door. I'm going to kill Bryce for that bruise. Cooldown Taylor, I keep repeating to myself. It's not like she can't handle it. 

When we get down to the workout room Greg is there with Bryce next to him.

"Well, this is going to be fun," I say sarcastically as we walk up to Greg. Alaina nods her head.

"Hey." She says and smiles at Bryce. He has bruises on his face, arms and almost everywhere, and I think his wrist is broken or sprained, judging by the cast on his arm.

"K, one of you two start talking," Greg says and looks at Alaina and then Bryce.

"If you stay away from me and my friends I won't hurt you. Deal." Alaina says and Bryce looks pissed, probably because she kinda just threatened to hurt him again.

"No, if you stop being a bitch and snooping around I won't hurt you." He says and I walk up a little closer to Alaina. Bryce looks at me and smirks. A-Whole, I think to myself and clutch my hands into fists.

"Hey, we are here to solve this problem not make it worse," Greg says and looks at each of us.

"I'm not a dog, but congratulations you got that I was a female. Good job." She says and smiles at him. He doesn't move, but you can see he's ticked at her. "Oh and I'm not snooping, so if you don't want anything else broken stay away from me and my friends." She says and crosses her arms over her chest. Why does she have to be such a smart ass? Bryce goes to attack her, but Greg holds him back. Alaina goes forward, but grab her arm holding her back. "Let go of me." She says and tries to get out of my grasp.

"No, stop," I say and grab both of her arms.

"ENOUGH, Stop!" Greg yells which makes Bryce and I freeze, but Alaina doesn't look like it affected her at all. She doesn't know that when Greg yells it's bad. Bryce shakes Greg off and I let go of Alaina. She gives me a glare, but I just let it pass me.

"Here is how it's going to go. You stop saying rude things to her and stay away from her." Greg says to Bryce as he just stares at Alaina. "As for you, you stay away from him and stop breaking his bones." He says to Alaina. She nods her head and smiles, probably because she knows that she broke his arm because of the plural s in bones.

"Is this understood?" He says and looks at Bryce and Alaina. They nod their heads. "Good, now go do whatever it is you have to do and don't kill each other," Greg says and walks off. Bryce still stares at Alaina and she stares right back.

"Let's go." I say to Alaina and she turns to walk away, but Bryce grabs her arm.

"Here we have to listen to his rules, but out there I can do whatever I want. I just wanted to warn you." He says still holding her arm.

"I don't need a warning, I'm not the one with broken bones." She says and smiles at him. I grab his hand off of her and pull her to start walking.

"Why does Greg still have him here?" She asks frustrated and starts walking to the punching bag.

"Because even though he's a dick, he can fight really well. He's one of the top fighters." I say and grab boxing gloves.

"Who are the top 5?" She asks and looks at me.

"Bryce, Me, Zack, You, and Kevin." I say knowing she can beat John which makes him in the top 10.

"Really, he wasn't that hard to fight with," Alaina says and grabs boxing gloves too.

"Ya, that's why you're in the top 5." I say and walk over to the mats. "Ready to practice fighting me?" I say and smile at her.

"This will be easy." She says and smiles at me.

Huff. I say as she pins me to the floor. She has her legs on either side of me and has her arm to my throat. She smiles at me. "Nice job, but you forgot something," I say and flip to me being on top.

"Crap, I know what I did wrong." She says and slaps herself in the forehead.

I laugh and hear Zack. "Are we walking in on something?" He says and gives me a look that I want to slap off his face.

"No." I say and help Alaina up. Her face is a little red which makes her look cute and innocent.

"We were fighting and I had him pinned, but I didn't make sure that his hands were under him so I got flipped, but if I had a knife to his throat instead of my arm it would have worked." She says and walks up to Trinity smiling at me. Scarry.

Alaina's P.O.V.

"Hey, how are you?" I ask hoping she won't say anything about me being under Taylor.

"Just fine. How are you and Taylor?" She mocks and laughs. Of course, she had to say something.

"Just fine," I say and slap her on the arm.

"How does your head and stomach feel?" She says and looks at my bruise.

"They hurt. How do you know about it? Did Taylor tell you?"

"Ya and word spreads fast here, when you beat up Bryce." She says and looks at me.

"Great." I say sarcastically.

"Hey, it's fine. People just don't want to pick a fight with you now." She says and links her arm with mine.

"Good," I say and we walk towards the boys.

"So what did you plan on doing today?" I ask Zack.

"Have her do the obstacle course again," Zack says and smiles at Trinity, she smiles back at him. They are cute, even though they don't know it.

"Well, let's go." I say and put the gloves away.

We all walk over to where the course is. Zack tells her to go and we watch her go through it. She's not bad just needs more speed and strength to get through it. She has to skip the upside down army crawl thing because she can't hold her weight for that long, but other than that she was pretty good. When she gets done Zack throws me a water and I hand it to her.

"What was my time?" She says and takes a long drink of the water.

"30 minutes flat," Zack says and smiles at her.

"A little better," Trinity says and finishes the water.

"That might give you a stomach ache," I say and grab her bottle.

"I know, but it tastes so good." She says and laughs. I shake my head at her and laugh.

"You'll regret it in a little while," I say and throw the empty water bottle away.

"Hey, I have to go to work. I'll talk to you later." Trinity says and gives me a huge. Ugh, she's always hugging me. 

"Kay, have fun at Cabelas," I say and she smiles at me.

"Do you have a job?" Zack asks me.

"In the summer sometimes, otherwise I just babysit a lot. I focus a lot on school work."

"Whatever works." He says and puts his arm around me. I look over at Taylor for help, but he just laughs a little. "So, I don't know if you know, but I really like Trinity and-"

"Ya it's obvious, you seem cool to me, but you hurt her and you better hope you never run into me." I say and give him a serious look.

"Cool and scary. I'll see you guys later." He says and removes his arm. Thank goodness. I don't like people hugging me or laying on me. Never have never will, but yet everyone says I'm comfortable to lay on.

"Hey, we should probably clean that cut again," Taylor says and starts walking to our room.

"Don't have to," I say and smile at him.

"Yes you do." He says and grabs my hand, I assume to make sure I don't go and run off. When we get there he doesn't let go of my hand until where in his bathroom. He lifts me on the counter again and I get those weird feelings.

"You want to take off the bandage?" He says and I nod my head. One, Two, Three. I pull it off, man does that hurt when it's on your head. Taylor grabs the things that clean cuts and starts to put the stuff on my cut.

"Kay, the one that really hurts." He says and I grab his hand that's on the counter. He puts it on my head and the pain comes instantly.

"Ow. ow. ow. ow." I keep saying and squeeze his hands. The pain feels like it's worse this time than it was last time. I put the side of my head that doesn't kill forward and I think it's on Taylor's chest, but I don't open my eyes to see. After what feels like 10 minutes the pain goes away.

"That one hurt worse," I say and with my head still on his chest.

"Ya, it's redder than before, just once more." He says and lets go of my hand to raise my head. He puts the cotton ball to my head again and the pain comes back. I hope this heals fast. When the pain goes away I open my eyes again.

He looks at the cut for a little and then puts the other stuff on. "If the red increases tomorrow you should go to the doctor here. He's funny and a little weird." He says and lifts me off the counter.

"Great." I say sarcastically and walk out.

"He's not that bad." I hear him say but then I trip over the bed frame and fall flat on my face.

"I give up," I say and stay on the ground. Now my stomach kills and so does my head. Taylor laughs a little but picks me up.

"You ok?" He asks and stops laughing.

"No, my stomach hurts, my head hurts, I have homework, I have to learn all that stuff for this, I hate that my dad can't help me anymore, I hate that I don't see my family a lot because he's dead, I hate that I can't find who killed him, I-I hate that my pass sucks because off Hunte-. Oh never mind." I say and try to keep my tears in. I don't understand what just came over me or why I just spilled like half my life story. Taylor hugs me and for once I'm glad that someone is hugging me. I wish I could stay here forever with Taylor's arms around me, but we both have lives to live, so I pull away. "Thanks for that. Sorry I blew up." I say and take a step back so I don't have to tilt my head up to look at him.

"It's fine, we all have those moments." He says and smiles at me. "And you don't need to learn the Shadow stuff right away, I mean I'm still learning it and all that other stuff you're strong and can make it through." He says and laughs which makes me smile. "Why don't we just take a break from everything and go to the woods?" He says and grins at me.

"Ya lets go." I say and we run out of the room.