"Not good enough try again." Genevieve spat at me. A moment ago she was very sweet and kind to me but just a second she is now the worse kind of person to talk to, she is even worse than a girl on her period. Many times during this endless training I think deeply about her actions and behaviour and something tells me loneliness is the reason she behaved strangely. And why place it on me and push me to the edge?
"That was better, admit it." I tell her.
"Quite alright but not close. Now get in position we are starting again." She tells me without giving any further comments.
I rolled my eyes also secretly murmuring under my breath things I detest that she does. If she would not let me be in the next fifteen minutes, I will give myself my own break and then be useful by helping out than staying here idle.
"Again?" I asked with my left brow crooked upwards.
