I was walking down a street. It didn't look like Nebraska. Two different beats could be heard faintly coming from the distance. Vibrations could be felt on the street. It was just another reminder that I was actually here. You probably are wondering where "here" is. This small torched center is called Roseville.
Roseville consists of two boarding schools. Gallagher academy for exceptional young women and Blackthorn academy for exceptional young men. I bet you've never heard of them before. Most people haven't. A woman named Gillian Gallagher decided to create them. She didn't want everyone to know about it for security reasons. Because of this, the schools are in the middle of nowhere. There isn't a town for 50 miles in any direction.
You probably think it sounds like a detention facility or a jail or something like that. Good that's what the CIA wants you to think about it, even if you're completely off. Yes, I said the CIA. Gillian got them to help keep the schools safe. It's worked for over a century, which is why I've been thrown here.
Hi, my name is Cameron (Cammie) Ann Morgan and this is my story.
Sorry it's short, the first two chapters are sort of explaining what happens so don't worry if you're confused. Please review so I know how to improve the story, that is if I should continue it. Suggestions are always welcome!