Narrated by Alex
The warm-up was what a normal warm-up would be: a jog around the cliff, and basic exercises. You thought it'd be another fight? Well, we just fought yesterday, so....
Anyway, we had done the warm up, and were ready for the training (or so did we think).
We saw Anne in the distance, and she waved to us. As she reached us, she grinned, and said,"Good Morning!"
"Morning," John replied.
"So, you guys came here just now?"
"Nah. Been fifteen minutes since we came. Did some warm up."
"Oh."
Anne sounded and looked more confident than yesterday. She stopped stammering, and stopped blushing every time she looked at John or spoke to him. John had scored her, alright.
Benji jogged to the cliff too, and smiled,"Good Morning! I see most of you are here already!"
"Yeah," I said.
"Also, I have something to tell you. I've changed something regarding our training. From today onwards," he pointed to a two storey house at the edge of the cliff,"we all will live at that house!"
"Live?"
"Yes. All four of you will live there, Mondays to Saturdays. You can go back to your house for Sundays."
"WHAT?!"
"You heard it. Don't worry, I've spoken to your parents on this matter, and they are completely fine with it. Believe me, this will actually bring better results to your training!"
"I have no problem," John said,"if my parents are okay with it, I'm in."
Now, I had to go. There's no way I don't take part in something that John does. Was that friendship? Or envy? Or a friendly rivalry? I dunno.
"Fine," I said,"Guess I'll come too."
"Count me in too!" Anne said.
"Great," Benji said,"Where's Gordon?"
"Who knows?" I said.
I was pretty sure he'd crapped his pants on getting to know that Anne was the Vice Prez's daughter, and would probably be too scared to show up.
"Speak of the devil!" Benji said, as Gordon made his way to the cliffside. Wrong prediction. Ugh.
"Sup," Gordon said, sitting on the grass.
"Alright," Benji said,"let's do some warm up?"
I said,"But I and John are already done, sir!"
"Well, it won't hurt to repeat the warm up, would it?"
"But it's no use!"
"It is. But if you don't want to, go inside the Benji house. There should be a lot of clothes on the couch. Pick what you want to wear. That'll be your uniform, so pick carefully."
"We get to pick our own uniforms?"
"Yep!"
"Awesome!" I ran towards the house, and John followed.
We went into the house, where there was a heap of clothes on the couch.
There was a note, which read, Don't worry about the colors. Imagine the colors in your mind, and the color will change!
Another proof that Benji was super cool.
"You go first," John said.
I didn't really want much, so I just grabbed a pair of plain purple training pants and a white cloth belt. Now, for the colors, I didn't really care. I put them on, and removed my tee.
I found a pair of white fingerless training gauntlets, and put them on. I willed their color to become purple, and I looked into the mirror. A shirtless man looked back at me. He looked handsome.
"Looking good," John said,"my turn."
He rummaged through the pile, and held a training gi, wristbands, an obi, and boots in his hands. He put them on, and concentrated. And man, was his color choice good.
He wore a black gi, knotted red obi over his waist, red wristbands, and black boots with red shins. Compared to him, I looked really bad.
"How do I look?" He asked.
"Anne's gonna die from your hotness."
"Not again," he said, and I laughed.
We went out of the house, and reached Benji. Anne and Gordon looked like they'd run ten laps around the city.
"My, my," Benji marveled,"You both look great! Okay, Anne, Gordon, grab yourselves a uniform too!"
They both looked pretty exhausted. I wondered what kind of warm-up they did to become so tired.
A few minutes later, they both emerged. Anne sported a white tank top, and black cargo pants. Gordon changed into a different tee and denims.
"You all have some fashion sense," Benji chuckled,"Alright then. Let's begin the training?"
"Sure," I said.
"Good."
He snapped his fingers, and suddenly, the gravity increased by a hundred times. Or were those my clothes? I couldn't understand anything, as my lower half collapsed down to the ground. My hands felt pretty heavy too, but I could manage it. I finally ended up sitting down.
Luckily, I was shirtless, but the others weren't. They were pinned to the ground, and didn't look like they understood anything either. John grunted and tried to get up, but he couldn't. He used the support of his arms, and managed to sit up though.
John asked, baffled,"What's this?"
Benji said,"Weighted clothing! These clothes can change their weight, and it's very beneficial to train with weighted clothing! Your physical abilities will get a massive increase!"
"We're supposed to train like this?"
"Yes. But I'll reduce the weight of your clothing. Looks like you need getting used to it, before I increase the weight."
"Increase?"
"Yep. More the weight, better the results. Every week, I'll keep increasing your weight. You must wear this at all times, on Sundays. I'll nullify the weight at the last week, and you'll see how much you've improved!"
John sighed,"I'm fine with it. I guess."
Gordon said,"I... ehh.... can't..... ehhhh... breathe!"
Benji looked at him,"You're exaggerating. Just relax! Anne, you're still alive, right?"
She was hardly moving.
A small voice said,"Y-yes. I am, b-but I w-won't last long!"
"Exaggerating again! Well, I guess I'll have to do it after all."
He snapped again, and suddenly my legs didn't feel like anvils anymore. I could get up, but it was still difficult moving around in them.
We all got up, but I could tell that the others had trouble standing up. John looked okay though.
Benji said,"Well, now that this is sorted out, let's begin the training!"