“Selene!” Beatrice screeched. Then ran to her side, “Are you okay?”
Selene rolled to her knees, then stood, “I’m fine.” She looked at the instructor, “What’s my time?”
“Ten minutes.” He motioned for Beatrice to step up.
“Get it done.” Selene growled, “I know you can’t beat my time, but I expect you to come in close.”
Beatrice nodded her head, “I won’t let you down.”
“Take your mark.” Instructor Allen yelled at her.
He started his countdown, and I yelled out, “What did the blonde say when she found out she was pregnant?”
This time, the whole group shouted, “What!”
“I wonder if it’s mine?” I screamed.
The timing was perfect because no sooner than the words left my mouth, Instructor Allen yelled, “Go!”
Instead of entering the course, Beatrice ran in my direction and threw a punch at my face that I easily ducked. She started to kick out with her leg, but Selene grabbed her by the arm and shoved her in the direction of the course. “Get your ass in there, time is running down!”
Beatrice shot one more hateful glare at me before racing into the Maze.
Selene scowled at me, “You’ll pay for that shit!”
“No evil villain laugh to follow up that threat?” I taunted her. “Maybe some monologue?”
“Fuck off, Adelaide. I know where you sleep.” She scowled at me.
After this, it was probably best if I requested a new room. I wouldn’t get a wink of sleep having to watch out for those two psycho bitches. If I were denied, I’d sleep in the damn library.
“What the fuck did Sly say to you?” Selene demanded, staring at me fiercely.
“What business is it of yours?” I asked, feeling irrationally jealous at the thought of her knowing him.
“It’s my business because I say it is. Now fucking tell me!” If she had the ability to shoot fire out of her eyes, I’d be dead now.
I couldn’t let this bitch get into my head like I’d done with Beatrice. Focusing on the course was more important thanbothering her, so I gave her an answer… not a truthful one, but she wouldn’t know that.
“Good luck, that was all he said,” I smirked.
“Stay away from him, he’s mine,” Selene growled out.
I just shrugged my shoulders. Until our Factions were formed, I wouldn’t make that promise. I’d felt a certain type of way when he whispered in my ear, so whether or not he was hers might be up for debate.
Glancing down at the time, I saw that we’d passed the nine-minute mark. Beatrice wasn’t going to beat Selene’s time, but under ten minutes was still going to be tough to beat…at least for most Passives.
I had an edge over both of them.
I was smaller and incredibly fast. One of my fathers was an extreme athlete, and I’d been training with him since I could walk. He’d never accepted the excuse of lacking abilities; he believed that Aurathions used that as a crutch and thought more Passives would be happier if they lived as if they might never be part of a Faction.
I watched the entrance to the course and concentrated on my breathing. I didn’t know what awaited me, but I could handle anything.
If Selene could do it, I knew I could.
Finally, at twelve minutes, Beatrice limped out of the course, her left arm at an odd angle, clearly broken. Her mouth was bleeding… were thoseteeth markson her leg?
Of course, Selene didn’t show any concern and just motioned for me to step up. “Let’s see what awaste of spacelike you can do.”
