I couldn't believe how my brother was acting he was like the president or a celebrity! I was eating on the other side of our table while so many guys and girls tried to get his attention. After I ate a slipped out and went for a run.
I use to run a lot but I loved running in the wind or when it was raining the most. I came to a stop when I couldn't see the camp site for a bit. And I walked and thought about this my life was a big lie.
Well technically not a lie it was just no one told us and I kept thinking about my sister and David how would they act if they knew or if they already changed as well. My head was hurting bad when I got hit in the head.
I looked around and couldn't see anybody and as I walked I got hit in the head again! I furiously started to pump up myself. And when I sensed someone coming from the top I waited and BLAM!
I grab the culprit and well I seemed to grab more than I would've liked too. The culprit was a girl and not just a girl this girl seems to be a year older than me and very mature if you know what I mean ;)
so I quickly let go of her chest and yelled at her. "What the hell were you doing hitting me!" "I was only trying to cheer you up" she said. "Wait you grabbed my boob I should be yelling at you!" As we started arguing another alarm went off and she quickly recognizes it and runs.
I go chasing after her but she's too fast. Eventually I made it back to camp, and there was people getting ready and Samson sees me and hands me gear. Hurry up put this on he yells at me. I put on the chest plate and straps that go from my shoulder to my forearm.
As I stand next to my brother. The instructors come and see me smile and walk away. They go to where most of the people were Standing and he roars like a wolf. Everyone roars back. He yells
at us good morning and it was time to train. Me and Samson got paired since we are "special" And we spar and I'm getting my butt handed to me by my little brother. He's fast and stronger than he use to be.
My old tricks don't work. And since he's my little brother I don't want to actually fight him and he sees this and hurts me time after time. I get punched, kicked, kneed and occasionally tackled.
I got all bruised and cut up while Samson is living it up. Other people suck up to him high fiving him and telling him great job. I just walk away and shower and then head to the cafeteria to eat lunch. As I'm getting my food someone flicks my ear.
I Yelp at turn to see the girl again from the woods! She tells me her name is Lupe and she's happy to meet me. I just ignore her and go to my table. I see her walking to her table and I realized how this camp was set up.
The clan has its own rank system. The weaklings or scavengers, warriors, instructors, and royalty where i Happen to be in. I find it dumb how my brother morphs and I can't.
I notice that the weaklings are unable to morph as well. And usually don't happen to them, since you usually morph before you turn thirteen and I was 14 already. I hear them whisper how I shouldn't be on this table but some argue that I'm the oldest son. While they return with he can't morph.
They compare to my little brother who already had a big ego before he morphed and got all the attention. I'm happy for him though he seems to love it but I wish he wasn't so rude and prejudice now.
I go to my bunker after I finish eating and I start practicing MMA. I start of with Muay Thai this kickboxing with knees and elbows, then I practice capoera the Brazilian dancing martial art and then karate.
I'm not that good but I could always hold my ground, and I love the sport i mean who wouldn't. As I practice my brother comes in and scoffs telling me to stop now I would never be better than him. I tell him to clean up his act because it's pissing me off.
His eyes flash red and he tells me what I'm going to do about it. My body starts to heat up and I feel it tensing but I remember how my grandma told me never to fight family because family Is all we got.
I relax and i tell him when he messed up don't come crying to me and i leave the bunker. My brother yells at me telling me he doesn't need me he has friends that love him, and would do anything for him. And I yell back "oh yeah that's the problem, they'll do anything you want not what you need".