The Rich and Scandalous

(15)The Serenade

"No," she barked back. "I just know when something is going to work out in my favor or not, and my aim isn't the best."

"That's why I'm here to teach you," Jason said with a grin. He came in close, giving her bottom a nice pat. "Now go suit up."

Leigh yelped but otherwise went in the direction he pointed her towards. As she walked into the changing room, she noticed clothes on a hanger that possessed a sign with her name scribbled on it. She figured that he had called ahead and had clothes put out for her.

She eyed the fabric with cautious eyes. The shirt was pink, white, and black. It was long sleeved and came with black pants. She quickly put them on, taking notice of a pair of black tennis shoes and long, thick socks. There were knee and elbow pads, and she put them on in a hurry. By the time she was fully dressed, her eyes went crossed at the fact that she had yet to put on the armor and chest padding.

Yet, she didn't want to walk around with red blotches on her skin, so she put on the heavy armor. She grabbed the pink helmet that covered her whole face instead of her eyes, and topped that off with a pair of protective goggles. By the time she was ready, she couldn't help but to let out a heavy sigh.

A light coat of sweat was forming on her forehead, and she couldn't help but to think how she was going to walk around, let alone run. She made her way out of the changing room and bumped into Jason. He was wearing the same attire as her, but, she knew it was him because he wasn't wearing a helmet.

A loud laugh left her mouth as she seen how ridiculous he looked. He smirked at her and turned her towards a full length mirror. Leigh's laugh died in her throat as she realized that she too looked equally ridiculous. "Not so funny now, is it?" he whispered to her before grabbing her gloved hand and taking her farther into the building.

Leigh looked around, noticing that they were heading for the back door. There were two men at the door who handed them large paint ball guns on the way out. It was almost completely dark outside by now, but the back of the building was lit up with bright lights. Leigh realized that it was an obstacle course, with large blocks and passageways for you to hide or take refuge behind.

Jason turned to her, placing her hands properly onto the gun. "All you have to do is aim...” he stood behind her, trapping her inside of his arms as he raised her arms to aim the gun, "...and shoot." Leigh pulled the trigger and they both watched as the red paintball soared through the air and hit a block with a splat. "Only I'm your target, not the block."

"I don't think I can move in this thing," Leigh admitted. "All of the padding is really heavy." Jason raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'll give you a twenty second head start," he offered. Leigh rolled her eyes at him in an annoyed way.

"I'm not a child," she argued.

"One," Jason began to count.

"Seriously, Jason?"

"Two."

"This is so childish."

"Three--" Leigh shot off into a random direction before she could even finish hearing what number Jason was on. She was moving faster than she had originally anticipated, but it was still a slow pace. Her breathing was heavy and she made a quick left as she heard a popping sound and saw a yellow paintball flying towards her. She ducked behind a block just in time. The paintball missed her and instead, hit a part of the block that was to the right of her face. The yellow paint broke from the ball and went across her head gear.

"No fair," she screamed, her voice raspy. "That wasn't twenty seconds." She could hear Jason laughing in the distance. She pressed her lips in a thin line. This was her chance to beat Jason at something. Granted, the odds were slimly in her favor, but she had to try.