Rachel
I was furious with Brandon but I was really trying to bottle my feelings. It seemed my hot ears hooted, releasing dim steam, followed by me grunting.
"What is it?" Brandon asked quickly, as he held my shoulder.
I grunted again, and pushed his hand off me.
"Can you just tell me what is going on?" He asked, looking worried, and knowing well he must have triggered my emotions.
"Why would you not let me get trained, huh?" I snapped.
He sighed deeply. "Is that why you are angry? Because you badly want to get trained"
"Yes, please," I muttered.
"My old response still remains, Rachel. You won't be getting trained for anything. Just stay where you are for goodness sake. Like I said before, it isn't as easy as you think" He said, calmly, trying to make me understand but I couldn't.
