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Chapter 7: A Rocky Start

The squirrels, the squirrels have the power! I must chase the squirrels via the Rainbow of Consciousness. What?!! They’ve acquired Acorn Go-carts that run on their stockpiled supplies, they’re zooming into the distance. How will I catch up?

Oh look a unicorn is there, that’s perfect! I’ll use the unicorn to catch up to the Squirrels. Wait the squirrels have morphed! Into a blue flash of lightning? Wait! From look at the sky there’s giant waterfall about to hit my head.

I was jolted awake by a splash of water and a voice displeased with my current state of being,

“Wake up! Stop just laying there, sleep is for the weak! March outside right now.” Said the yellow blur.

I groggily rubbed my eyes and the yellow blur was gone. Outside the room I could hear the voice yelling which I detected as a woman’s,

“Hurry up!”

I pulled on my pants and got dressed as soon as I could. I rushed outside and there was the origin of the voice, a blonde young woman who seemed to wear a mixture of anger and displeasure. I ran up and joined another person who was there. As I got closer I noticed the other person was also a girl probably around my age.

“I didn’t realize Aster’s son would be so lazy. I thought you would be more prepared. Didn’t your father tell you your lessons for Water Style would start today?”

I slapped my cheeks with my hands to wake up myself fully and prepared myself to answer when I noticed suddenly how stunning the woman who was reprimanding was. She had short blonde hair, beautiful smoky green eyes and not even the anger that distorted her face could distract away from the sheer brilliance of this woman’s face. However if you forgot to describe the woman shapely figure that would surely be an insult to all things-

“Ah I see Aster’s son is a bit slow, he can’t even form a response to my question.”

“Beautiful!” I suddenly blurted out the end of my thought to try and cover up my initial slowness. What a stupid thought. My face turned deep red. The woman’s face softened and the anger subsided slightly.

“Thank you Aster’s son for the complement. Now let’s begin with a slightly easier question. What is your name?”

“Clover, Clover Aurora.”

“Okay now, can you answer my other question, did your dad tell you about the lessons that would happen today?”

Still entranced by the face that lay before me it took my a while to formulate an answer,

“Errrrrrrrrrr, no he didn’t he said he’d find a teacher but never told me anything after that.”

“Okay. Well then my name is Lisa Rassi, but you can address me as Teacher, I’m 15 years old,” and she gestured to the young blonde girl next to me that I had completely ignored, “and this is my sister, she’s 9. She’ll be joining us when she can for these lessons and will serve as both a student and your rival in learning the Water Style. She’s had a fair head start as she’s been learning Water Style for the past year already.”

The younger girl smile and put out her hand,

“Nice to meet you, Clover. I’m Emilia Rassi but you can call me Emi.”

“Nice to meet you too Emi.” I shook hands with her and returned the smile.

“Anyway let’s get down to business,” Lisa interrupted, “Today I’ll be teaching you Water Style, do you know anything about the Water Style, Clover?”

“Err its also called the Countering style?………it beats Rock Style? It is weak against Lightning Style?”

Lisa rolled her eyes, “*sigh* So your father really only told you the basics, typical. Do you know about your Status Window?”

“There lots of different stats in it?”

“Correct, and do you know what these stats are used for?”

“Not really…”

“Well in the context of fighting, Water Style uses Dexterity and Agility as its major stats to help fighting, Lightning Style uses, Strength and Agility, and your so called beloved Rock Style is the brute of the bunch using Strength and Endurance. However all the styles uses the different stats in various different ways to differing degrees. Stats may help a particular style but there is no substitute for practice and execution of techniques. Did you get all of that?”

I paused to consider if I had understood all the words coming from that lusciously plump mouth. I’ll admit I didn’t really hear all of the words she had just spoken. It’s was so easy to get distracted when she talks, she just had those perfect proportions. Oh crap I haven’t said anything yet! I’ve got to say something...

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yes.”

“Okay then.” She smiled, god her smile is so wonderful,

“Now then lets see how you fight against Emilia over here.” She threw a wooden sword my way. A flash of the broken wooden swords from yesterday’s fight blipped onto my mind.

“Do I have to? I’m worried that I will hurt her.”

Emi narrowed her eyes and set her stance while saying, “No need to worry. I’m ready to fight you.”

“Oh okay then.” I readied myself for battle.

Lisa asked both of us, “Are you ready?” we both answered yes.

“3…2…1…Duel!”

I took the initiative and flew in, ready to make the first move a downward diagonal slash and end this fight decisively. Emi suddenly stepped side ways and avoided my attack and hit me with her own sword right in the kidney. I fell to the ground with an almighty thump and took a while to get up.

Lisa reproached me while I was on the ground, “Never underestimate your opponent.”

I got up and decided to change tactic with a sudden slash at her legs. But they never reached as she had gotten behind me somehow and hit me again, this time on the arm.

This continued for a while as I got progressively more and more bruised. As the sun started to set Lisa with a bit of disappointment in her eyes ended the lesson.

I waved my goodbyes and thanked them for their time and trudged my way back into my room and collapsed onto my bed. Still stinging from the hits dealt by Emi.

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