expressions. I look back at David and start beaming. Concern turns to confusion. I just laugh and hug him, before turning around and skipping out of the room. I know everyone is confused, but I don’t think I should share that vision. That is one vision that I don’t want to risk changing. I walk back to my room and find Emma changing into her training clothes. My smile widens when I see her.
“Are you okay?” She asks, “You’re scaring me.” I shake my head, my smile never wavering, and grab an outfit to change into. Once outside, we find that all of the guys have beaten us and are already stretching. Joining their circle, Emma and I begin to stretch with them.
David is still looking at me, wondering what is wrong when he sees my barely-contained smile. I know that I look like a crazy person, but I can’t help it. I am happy for them. “So are you going to tell us what you saw?”
I bend down to touch my toes, stretching out the muscles in my legs. My hair falls forward, creating a curtain around my face. Crap, I forgot a hair tie again.
“Wait, you had a vision? Is that why you’re smiling like that?” Emma inquires. “You had a vision that wasn’t bad?” I nod, still not saying anything. “But you won’t tell anyone…?”
“Nope.”
“Why?”
“Because it could change the future.” Turning toward Emma, I ask, “Do you have an extra hair tie I could borrow?”
“Yes, but you have to tell me your vision,” she challenges.
“That’s okay. You guys can just pull all my hair out. I’ve had worse.”
“Oh that’s low. Fine. Here.” She throws the hair tie at me. I smile sweetly and thank her. Rolling her eyes, she gets into the stance that we always get into when training. It doesn’t take us long to realize that we are both getting much better at fighting. We are able to disarm the guys much quicker when we don’t have our weapons drawn though. We know the basic maneuvers to use when holding a sword, but it is much easier to fight without one. I am able to use magic to knock out any opponent much quicker and easier than I could before. When practicing with Emma I don’t use it, because it wouldn’t be fair. She’s taller and stronger than me, but I am faster so I can move out her attacks better than she can mine.
I hear the sounds of metal clanking against metal around us. The boys are all training with swords. Tom joins us after a while and helps train us with weaponry. Neither one of us can seem to get the hang of it. It doesn’t come as naturally to us as it does for the guys. My arms are starting to cramp up. That’s one of the reasons why I hate training with the swords. My strength is improving, but I’m still not used to holding a large metal weapon in my hands.
When my arm starts to feel like jello, Claire walks outside. “Maybe it’s time for a break. You guys have been out here for a while. I cut up some watermelon.” She winks at me, before turning around and going back into the house.
I hand my sword to Tom and follow Claire.
There is a giant bowl of watermelon in the middle of the island. Grabbing a few pieces, I move out the way, knowing that the guys will probably devour it before anyone else gets any. Emma and I stand off to the side, slowly eating our pieces. When I finish, I wash my hands and walk back to the island to chat with everyone else. Emma soon joins me, bumping shoulders with David.
I’m starting to get a headache, from wearing my hair so tight in the ponytail. Pulling my hair out of it, I shake my head and run my fingers through my almost waist-length hair, trying to tame it. Handing the ponytail to Emma, I realize that I’m being watched.
“What?”
“It’s like a freaking shampoo commercial. How the heck do you do it?” Emma asks.
“Do what?”
“I’m a completely straight girl and I’m attracted to you right now. I don’t want to know what these guys are thinking.”
“Well, I could tell you what they’re thinking.” I myself want to know. I don’t understand what she is getting at.
“Please don’t,” says Colton, shaking his head.
“I second that,” agrees Liam. Logan just nods.
“Okay…I don’t really know what just happened here, but I’m