Keon's POV
I sit down with my friends at our usual table. Across from me is Cherry, Tyler is on my right, and Tim on my left. Tyler, Tim, Cherry, and I always sit together.
"Class," our Homeroom teacher begins, "The School for Engineering and The Literary Arts, a highly prestigious gifted school in the area, has provided us with a test to enter their classes. Today, Homeroom will last until third Period while we take the test."
"I've never heard of that school before. Let me look it up," I say to my friends. After doing some research I find nothing. "That's odd," I say, "I can't find any results using Google. It sounds really cool, though. Engineering and writing."
"They might have coding too," Tim says.
"I wonder how advanced their subjects are. They may even have Aerospace Engineering!" Tyler replies excitedly.
"They might even use KSP to teach it!" (A/N KSP, or Kerbal Space Program, is a fun rocket science game me and Tyler play IRL. It teaches Aerospace engineering)
"I wonder what computers we will use, or if they will let us download Eclipse to code Minecraft mods," Tim asks.
"It seems suspicious," Cherry states, "Coding and engineering make sense, but writing? How is that connected?"
"Good point," I reply.
"Students, please visit this link to start the test," my homeroom teacher yells over the chattering from the teens in the room as she writes a long string of numbers and symbols on the board.
When I go to the link it seems odd. At the top its motto was, "For the advancement of humanity, through any means possible." The first part is normal, but what about the second part, I think. First it has a personality test. After I finish that it asks me who my friends are in school. I list the people around me. Then it asks about genetic traits like eye and hair color, height, and weight. At the end it asks questions about academics. The test has about fifty in total, but only ten questions about writing. Nine multiple choice, and one short writing piece about anything. Once my friends finish I ask them, "Wasn't that test odd? Out of two hundred questions only fifty were academic. It didn't ask about much writing either.
"I know," Cherry says, "It seems even more suspicious. First the school isn't on Google, and now its test is only twenty-five percent academic questions."
*Time skip one day*
The next day our homeroom teacher called me and my friends up. "You all did exceptionally well," she said, "Representatives from The School for Engineering and The Literary Arts have come to have an interview with all of you together."
We went to the principal's office and a representative of the school was there. He was dressed in a suit and ushered us outside for the interview. As we turned the corner, out of site of the teachers, I felt fabric pushed onto my face from behind. A sickly sweet smell hit my nose, and I passed out.