Chapter 20 The Training of a Monster (1/2)

*The Eldovian Era, Year 1705*

”Yo, Rassa! Heads up!”

Rassa tilted his head to listen, then raised his hand to catch the apple coming his way. He wrapped his hand around it with a smile, nodding to James who stood with an annoyed pose at the base of the next tree over.

”Thanks,” Rassa said, taking a bite from the apple then turning to Jane who was picking apple beside him, ”Want a bite?”

Jane rolled her eyes, ”We're supposed to be picking the apples, not eating them”.

”Come on, you know you want it,” Rassa grinned.

Jane glared at the pale boy with a deep set hood that cover his eyes and only allowed for that kind yet mischievous grin she knew so well to peek out. It didn't matter how long she knew Rassa, every time she looked at him, he seemed to make his way deeper into her heart. She leaned forward before taking a bite from the apple in his hand. Rassa turned back to where James watched, the other boy still seething.

”I think he's jealous,” Rassa stated, taking the apple back to eat it.

”That's his problem,” Jane sighed, swallowing.

”Are you ever going to give him the time of day?” asked Rassa.

”Not while he's like that I'm not,” Jane replied, bending down to pick up her basket of apples.