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Chapter 1
Lauren finished dragging the branch and dumped it on the floor next to Kyle's feet.
"Right." She said wiping her muddy hands on her trousers. "That's the last branch I'm getting". Kyle, who had bent down to retrieve Lauren's branch rolled his eyes.
"Lauren, I think we're going to need a few more". Lauren glared at him.
"So why don't you get some then?" Kyle looked at Lauren as if she was stupid.
"Because I'm building it! A fine shelter it's going to be too".
"Well shift. I'm going to build it now" said Lauren. She was distinctly fed up with fetching branches, especially as the last one had caused her a trip down one of the muddiest slopes Lauren had ever seen in her life. Her green combat pants were now brown and soggy.
Lauren walked up to Kyle and took the branch off him.
"Look Kyle I'm the Senior agent here, so you better shift your butt else I'll get you so much time scrubbing the changing rooms you'll be begging for a chance to do some light fetching work." Kyle glared at her.
"You sure they didn't give you a brain transplant along with that black shirt? You're sound a lot like some of the teachers". Lauren tilted her head, a fierce look on her face.
"Fine" Kyle grumbled. He picked up his fleece and headed off into the woods. Lauren called after him.
"Go help Bethany, she's down near that brook". Kyle waved his hand at Lauren, and she could have sworn she saw him stick his finger up at her before she turned back around.
Two hours later the shelter was done. Lauren had set the other three agents in her group different tasks. Kyle was getting a fire started while Bethany and Dana were both searching for food.
They were all on a training exercise for survival skills. Lauren, Kyle, Dana and Bethany made up team six of twenty teams. Each team was made up of four agents; two navy shirts, a grey shirt, and a black shirt who was the team leader. Lauren was the black shirt. Since the exercise was due to last at least a week, red shirts weren't allowed to take part in the exercise, so instead the agents left behind were giving them the basics in survival training.
Lauren had secretly wished she could have been back at campus with them with her own warm bed and hot shower but now she was kind of enjoying herself. The four of them had managed to build a good-sized shelter, and Dana had also created some benches and a toilet area. It was actually quite homely. Plus Lauren thought her team was good.
Bethany was her best friend of campus, so they already got along great. Kyle was the oldest of the four being sixteen and had his navy shirt. Lauren liked Kyle. He was mates with her brother James but she'd always liked him, and because he was gay he didn't drool over all the girls on campus, which was one of the things that really annoyed Lauren about James. Dana was fifteen and also in a navy shirt. Lauren had worked with her on their last mission and found that Dana was a very talented agent, which would definitely prove useful.
Kyle had managed to get the fire going and it provided a little sprinkling of light in the dusky gloom. Dana and Bethany had managed to catch a rabbit (humanely) and it was now roasting over the fire. Lauren laid back on the cold earth and put her hands behind her head. This was nice…
Lauren woke with a gasp. A hand cut it off. Her eyes darted around in the darkness. Kyle was leant above her. It was his hand.
"Shhhhh" he whispered. "There's someone out there". Lauren nodded to show she'd understood and sat up. As she did her arm brushed against Dana's, who in turn rolled against Bethany. Luckily both the girls woke up without a sound.
"I think it's one of the other groups" said Kyle, his voice barley audible. Lauren glanced at him before slowly crawling out of their shelter. She reached the fire and studied the trees in front of her.
"Hello?" she whispered to the darkness.
Lauren was just about to make her way back when a wave of coldness hit her. She was soaked in cold river water. She leapt up and glared into the darkness.
"Okay, who was that?" she shouted, pushing her dripping hair out of her face.
Kyle and the others had joined her now and they could hear giggling from the bushes before another sea of water hit the other three. Then Kyle spotted them.
"Bruce" he shouted, "You are so dead, I'm soaked!"
Lauren folded her arms in anger as Bruce came out of the trees, clutching his side from laughing so much. Gabrielle, who'd recently aquired her navy shirt, and Rat, a newly trained Cherub whom Lauren had met on her last mission, closely followed him.
Kyle glared at Bruce while Bethany and Lauren both made towards Bruce, Dana just stood there forlornly. Her face set.
"Who's you senior agent?" Kyle spluttered.
"Dave" giggled Gabrielle "He doesn't know". Kyle just shook his head incredulous and stormed back to the camp. Bethany and Lauren both sighed and started to wring out their clothing as they walked after him. Dana merely stood as a grin crept onto her face.
"You might find this funny now" she said "But you just wait till we get you back".