Chapter 27. Tough Times

^ I always imagine Aly training to this. Arctic Monkeys, holla'. ---- Dante Pelosi. Dante freakin' Pelosi. Dante Pelosi was the mystery donor. He was the one who paid the full fee for my fighter training. "Why the hell did you accept the money?" I exhale in frustration, wanting to punch Reese in the face. "Now I'm in his debt!" "Because you needed the money, sis." Ryan interjects, leading Reese and I to the training field. "Times are tough and even if we pool all our savings together, it won't be enough to cover your training." "Kurt accepted my monthly instalment idea. Martha was going to offer me more shifts-- all of this wasn't necessary." I grumble. "Does Dad know about Dante's donation?" "God, no." Reese scoffs. "Dad pretty much has a warrant for his head. We told him the money came from us. He thinks Ryan and I have all this extra money, for some reason." "This is not good." I sigh heavily,