#Chapter 55 – Study Hall

I shrug a little, letting him see through my summer camp lie. He just laughs, shaking his head as we draw close to our targets. “Bullshit, if you ask me,” the tall blonde says, sighing as he gathers his arrows off the floor and I pull mine from the target’s body. “We’re forced to embarrass ourselves on the first day just because we haven’t trained in an antiquated form of weaponry? I mean honestly, who even uses archery anymore on the battlefield?” “I don’t know,” I say, popping my arrows into my quiver as we turn around and start back. “I see the logic in being able to handle all weapons.” The blonde shrugs, conceding the point but clearly expressing that he’s still not happy with it. “I’m David, by the way,” he murmurs. “And I’m Hai,” the other says, nodding to both of us. I smile at them, but we’re all lost in our thoughts about how to improve as we make our way back to the line. “Again,” says the Captain, nodding. We all get into our stances and raise arrows to bowstrings, re