the war of Art

Ch. 3 training

I get slowly up from my soft bed and i pull on black skintight pants and a black tank top, its still early enough in the morning that its still dark. at age 16 you begin training, i turned 16 less then a week ago so i start training today along with many others. we train just in case the soldiers find us.  I look at my shedual it reads: training, art class, history, and science. I race past several bridges and climb a few ladders,by the time I got to the training center im already exhausted, Im not that phisical im long and skinny but i have almost no muscle. today is a test to see how strong we already are, se are going against one other. "im going to lose i just know it" i think to myself. our trainer announces "I will call out pairs, you must fight hand to hand combat, remember this is a test" i look around the room "what if i get someone bigger and way more strong then me, ill be dead" i feel a tap on my shoulder "dont worry i heatd these things werent that bad" i turn around and smiled "thanks" It was a boy "Im aura nice to meet you" i said "my names felix" he said. he had brown hair and big honey brown eyes. Our trainer called felix up, he was fighting another boy named zach. zach looked weak and skinny but so did felix.   I watched as they threw punches at each other and dodged them, eventually felix kicked him but zach was quik and punched him in the stomach, felix fell hard. zach kicked him hard until the trainer had to stop him.  Felix slowly got up, he quikly wiped away the blood on the side of his mouth trying to act like he was ok, I knew he wasnt though.  When he called my name i quikly got up waiting for the name of my opponent. They called the name Almira, she wasnt big but she wasnt weak. she punched near my face, i dodged and kicked at her legs, she fell hard.  i punched her until she gave up, I won!