Novel & Cerita Jahmee Harris Train

Savannah POV Hearing them call my name on the roll call for training made me so excited. My father thinks it’s time I train and so do I. It’s time I start looking after myself. With Storm gone and Jax losing Vex to save us after I rejected him for a man I thought was my mate but now I am second guessing, I know I need to learn how to take care of myself.

Class ended at 12 and my ass was sore from sitting for 4 hours, the girl next to me slung her bag over her shoulder and looped her arm through mine, “I’m Leah, I’m so excited to have someone new join us.” She chatted cheerfully and I smiled at her “I’m Jess” I mumbled and she tugged me along toward training, chatting nonstop and not seeming to mind I wasn’t saying much. She led us to a locker room and started to strip without even a second of hesitation

"Well seeing as I've actually met you before, I'd recognize the nasally, annoying sound of your voice anywhere, I would bet my life on it that this is Jimmy!" Jimmy's body tensed as he gripped his phone tighter. Any smile he had a moment ago was long gone. "I see the few extra months that's making you almost 16, gave you quite the fucking little mouth there." "And I see the only thing Alpha training has done for you, is teach you how to run your stupid mouth and act like you're better than everyone!" "You little shit! You just wait until..." "Stop pretending you don't like guys! I know you're gay! And specifically, you're a bottom!" Harris said, cutting Jimmy off mid-sentence and causing his

Within the next 45 minutes, I had almost hit five curbs, dozed off at the wheel uncountable times and I’d gotten yelled at by several impatient baristas, but I managed to get his orders right. By the time I arrived at the training center, my feet hurt, my eyes were barely open, and I smelled like expensive protein powder because the smoothie lid hadn’t been screwed on properly. Perfect. The training facility was already buzzing with activity. Trainers, assistants, and staff moved around efficiently, preparing for whatever absurdly early training regime Jax had planned. I weaved my way inside, balancing my notepad, phone, and the half-spilled smoothie as I made my way toward the court.

Not now, not when I’m so close. My coach was nearby. Coach Harris was someone who had been with me for a while. I never regretted working under him, knowing that if I had anyone else I might not end up getting as far as I did. He had trained dozens of people, so many of which that ended up becoming champions. He was a good coach. The guy had been my coach back in Australia and then followed me out here to help train me further. I paid him a handsome penny to uproot his life, but I was willing to spend as much money as was needed.

Then, arm in arm, we made our way to the training centre. Long tables were set up to accommodate all twenty of us recruits, another table in the front seated Beta Harris and another man who I could only presume was Jaydon. He was a lot younger than I had thought he would be, probably only in his mid-thirties. Jaydon's hair was completely shaved off, adding to the series of tattoos which spread down his ebony arms and up his neck to create the ultimate picture of danger. He looks mean. "Good evening recruits." Beta Harris welcomes us as we all sit down. "Welcome to our first debriefing. I would like to formally introduce Jaydon, one of Dark Moon's most experienced warriors and your trainer fo

The following day came as the beginning of the week’s training for the incoming capturing games. Everyone woke up as early as even before the sun would rise up. From inside Keisha’s tent, she could hear the jogs of the men on training, syncing with their trainer’s counting. The one who was counting had a familiar voice that Keisha could easily recognize. “Zhackary Veras…”

Nelson we saw exceptional improvements in your classes, so I can’t for the life of me figure out why she no longer wants to tutor you, if it had nothing to do with you. So, you have three options, you can tell me the real reason you don’t want to tutor Mr. Jamison, we could just erase all of this and you resume tutoring Mr. Jamison, or I can call the coach and let him know that you will be an inactive player for the remainder of the season. So, Ms. Nelson, what will it be? This will not change anything for you the banned will still be lifted.” President Harris said, as I stared at her in shock. What the hell kinda options were those, this is just another thing, where I will have to suffer wh

Just the person I wanted to talk to. Benji – “Girlie! We need to talk! I got some good cheddar cheese gossip to share with you!” Me - “Hey girl sorry I missed your text. I was training with dumb and dumber. What’s up?” Benji - “Oh, how does it feel to train with James and Noah again? It’s been a few months, hasn’t it?” Me - “UGH! Yeah, they have gotten good since I last trained with them, but don’t tell them I said that. I think I need a new spleen.”

I think he actually likes you a lot. “Yeah,” Jill murmured thoughtfully, “I think so.” 'Ladies,' Harriet clapped her hands loudly and the kitchen was quiet, 'enough lazing about. Starting today, things will get serious again, and I expect your full commitment. We will focus on running training for the next three days. You all still look like an elephant on stilts on the catwalk, clumsy and wooden. On Thursday, the decision will depend solely on your run, so get on your knees. For this purpose I have invited Lindsay Edwards. Some of you may know her, she was a model herself and now runs one of the most successful modeling schools in the country. She'll be here around noon and use the time bet