“Oh, don’t be so mad. Even you know that what I said is true.” Harry stole a glance at me.
“How dare you bring it up again?!” I roared.
“Alright, alright. Stop arguing, you two.” Sylvia yanked Harry away from me.
The corner of my mouth twitched, and my anger was replaced with grievance. “Even though I got into Class A because someone else was expelled, I’m still strong, okay? After all, I was ranked at the top of Class B.”
“I know, Flora. Harry was just talking nonsense. Don’t take him seriously,” Sylvia said gently, putting her hand on my shoulder.
Harry snorted with contempt. “I heard that in the last part of the placement examination, the other members of her group were eliminated because they targeted one another, and no one actually paid any attention to her. She only got first place in Class B by standing aside and doing nothing.”
“Oh, how lucky!” Sylvia couldn’t help but exclaim softly.
“That’s right. It was pure luck. Why don’t you take the examination for me next time?” Harry whispered to me with an envious look on his face.
I slapped Harry’s hand away and raised my chin proudly. “So, what if it was luck? Luck is also a kind of strength.”
“You can’t join the elite team with just luck. Take it from me, Flora. I think you need to practice more.” Harry butted his head between Sylvia and me again.
Finally, I moved aside to make room for him. “But what if we do make it?”
“Luck can only get you so far, Flora,” Harry spats ruthlessly.
“And ever since you were accepted into the school, you’ve been completely lax. You haven’t made any progress, and you always eat!” Sylvia scolded me too. She looked at me with a trace of disappointment in her eyes. “Everyone else had made at least some progress.”
My shoulders slumped dejectedly. “I should’ve worked harder. If only I had known earlier. Sylvia, you’ll definitely make it into the elite team. And when you do, you’ll have to stay in the army for a year. If Harry goes with you, I’ll be all alone. I’m so weak. No one will want to hang out with me.”
The more I spoke, the sadder I became. I buried my face in my palms and whispered, “They’ll even laugh at me. No one will stand up for me if someone tries to bully me.”
“Why don’t you ask your boyfriend to help you? He can give you intense training during this critical period,” Harry suggested.
“What?” I raised my head and wiped away my non-existent tears.
“Your boyfriend is so strong. It’d be stupid of you not to use his strength to your advantage. Plus, he might also take part in the selection test.” Harry eyed me as though he was looking at an idiot.
I coughed awkwardly. Warren and I weren’t really a couple. How could he be willing to teach me? Especially when his image as an aloof prince charming had been completely ruined thanks to me. And now that the news that we had sex in the equipment room had spread to the other packs, I figured Warren must’ve hated me even more.
“I think that’s a good idea, Harry,” Sylvia said seriously, scratching her chin.
“No, I don’t want to inconvenience him,” I murmured feebly.
“He’s your boyfriend. How’s that an inconvenience?” Harry tilted his head to the side in confusion.
“Ah! It doesn’t matter. He’s very busy after all.” After giving a flimsy excuse, I quickly changed the subject. “Anyway, Harry, you’re strong, too. Why don’t you train me?”
“I can train you.” Harry scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. “But I must warn you that I’m very strict.”
I rolled my eyes. Just as I was about to agree, Warren stepped in front of us.
I looked up in surprise. “What’s the matter?”
“I’ll train you,” Warren said in a low voice.
Sylvia’s POV
I thought that I could train with Flora, but then Warren showed up out of the blue.
Harry and I scooched over to make room for him to sit.
“Sit here, buddy. You’re finally here! Please do help your weak wife,” Harry teased.
I didn’t know if it was because of the heat or because of Harry’s words, but Flora’s face turned even redder than Harry’s hair.
“What wife?” Flora retorted in a low voice.
But it was time for us to practice on our own. Flora’s words were soon drowned in the noise around her.
Warren glanced at her and repeated himself firmly. “I can train you.”
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Flora’s face. Blushing, she whispered shyly, “Thanks. I’m sorry to trouble you.”
Something was off. Why were they so formal and polite with each other? Were young couples so awkward and reserved in their relationship these days?
“It’s no trouble at all.” Warren stood up and held out his hand to her. “Let’s start now.”
“Already?” Flora was still in a daze.
I elbowed her slightly and hissed, “Hurry up. There aren’t that many days before the parade. Take advantage of this period of time to train.”
Flora hesitated, as if her butt was glued to the chair. “Okay then…”
“Go on now.” I nearly shoved her off the bench.
After Flora was led away by Warren, I was left alone with Harry. Then Rufus walked towards us.
Since we were in public, I didn’t dare to act rashly. I wanted to wait until Rufus came a little closer. Unexpectedly, Harry rushed up to meet him halfway, rambling about how he wanted to pick his brain on some fighting styles.
As a teacher, Rufus couldn’t refuse a student’s reasonable request. He had no choice but to be dragged away with a long face.
I was left behind, alone with the punching bags on the playground.
After class, Rufus finally got rid of Harry. He strode straight to me, grabbed my wrist, and started to walk away.
I followed Rufus in a daze, with Harry at our heels.
“Mr. Duncan! I have one more question! Do I really have to shave my hair?”
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