~~~Narissa Di Angelo~~~

Chapter 8: Xavier

Chapter 8

Xavier's Pov

          After Narissa dashed out of the room, Alex continued to stare at me while my half-brother, Spencer, looked from me to Alex.

          "Um, is there something going on between you two?" asked Spencer.

          "What were you and Narissa doing in here?" Alex asked, totally ignoring him.

          "Like I said, I had a few cuts and Narissa was just helping me wrap up my hands, that's all," I tried to keep a blank expression, but my cheeks fail me as my face heated up. Alex raised an eyebrow.

          "It seemed like you two were doing a little more than wrapping up your girly hands, Xavier," Alex spat. My eyes flared with rage.

         "Girl hands?" I asked, anger rising in my voice. "Just because your hands are the size of gorillas doesn't mean everyone else's have to be," I shot back. Alex shut his eyes, trying to calm himself.

          "Guys, calm down a little." Spencer tried to intercept this stupid argument, but Alex only glared at him. Spencer shrunk back down onto the bed. "I'm just going to go now. . . " my half-brother squeaked out as he made an exit for the door. Now it was just Alex and I. Great. . .

          "You're never going to win Rissa over, you know," growled Alex. I held back my laughter, a glint in my eyes.

          "Already have. Sorry Alex, but you're just too slow," I said, smirking. Alex rolled his eyes.

          "Oh please, what can you do that's better than serenading her to win Rissa over?" Alex mockingly asked. I smiled confidently.

          "I kissed her," I said coolly. Check mate, I thought. Alex's eyes flared up. I swear, a fire nearly started in here!

          "You what?!" he demanded. I nodded, only to make him even more mad. "You didn't kiss her, you liar. She's never had her first kiss yet," Alex countered. I laughed.

          "I am her first kiss. You can ask her yourself." Man, was I enjoying this! I need some popcorn to go with this hilarious scene! Alex got out a sword that I never noticed he had hanging from his belt. He charged at me, yelling some not-so-nice things at me in English and Greek.

          "You *!#&%(@*$^!*^% son of a *!&^%^! You *!^#% &#%!%*ing @$*^#$&!" He yelled so loud, I thought that people in England could hear us. I was pretty good at dodging his attempts to stab me, but a few things in our cabin were getting teared to shreds. And when I mean a few, I mean a lot. My siblings are going to KILL me! I thought, panicked. I've never had a full-on training yet, but I think I was holding up pretty good. 

          Looking out from the corner of my eye, I spotted my oldest brother's shield at the edge of his bed and made my way towards it. Dodging one of Alex's swings, I grabbed the shield just in time for the second blow. He was aiming straight for my head, but the shield protected me. I need to get out of here before any more of my siblings' belongings gets trashed even more, I told myself silently. I slowly made my way towards the door while Alex was slashing madly at me. Thank the gods for this shield to be lying randomly in the cabin! I would've been dead by now!

          Finally making it outside, I dashed past archery class. I quickly grabbed a bow and a full quiver. Spotting my oldest half-brother, I dropped his shield at his feet, and before he could ask any questions, I was off towards the forest. Thankfully, I was faster than Alex, but that only gave me about a ten second start. I looked around the forest frantically, scared out of my mind. I had a day's worth of training compared to Alex who's probably been here for at least a year. Pegasus poo, I'm going to die. . . Pegasus poo. Wait, Zeus's Fist! I sprinted towards the familiar group of boulders that formed Zeus's Fist. I've heard this place is ancient battle ground from some prophecy about a child of the Big Three. If I do recall correctly, it was Ariana's dad who- I heard a rustling in the bushes. I looked around, trying to think of what to do. Think of it like training. Just follow your instincts. I looked up at the trees. I found one with a sturdy looking branch and began to climb, slinging my bow and quiver onto my back. I heard Alex from below.