-OK I know it's beyond ridiculous of me to stop writing one AF fic and then start another but this ONE line popped into my head and out of that this whole story formed. And I couldn't include it in The Devil's Backbone because it just didn't fit!

-Don't worry; Lily won't be in this one…unless I get bored, or sad for Alex because OH THERE WILL BE HEARTBREAK FOR A FEW …. XD bit too excited I think.

-Oh and LOTS of bad language…and mention of drugs…and sex….they are pretty old anyways so it's OK! XD

-everyone starts off a bit OoC but then they grow into themselves…whatever! It's like an alternate way to how they became Alpha. It's gonna be a very odd story. :-S

-and I may just delete it if no one likes it!

"Squadron A, leader…" The girl with ebony coloured skin stood up from the bench and in a seductive, arrogant swagger, slinked over to the weapons rack. The girls watching her tilted their heads, studying her movements for they wanted to copy them later. She tossed her head back in such a way that her hair caught the light; the girls all sighed, why couldn't they do that? "Takes the pocket-pistol." The man shouted as she chose the semi-automatic. Many boys behind the wall laughed out loud; obviously a girl would've chosen something so pathetic. "Squadron B leader chooses…" There were a few moments of baited breath where everyone waited to see what kind of boy they were up against.

On the other side of the wall a tall boy stood up and flicked brown hair out of his green eyes in a swift, aggressive movement. He ran over to the weapons rack, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible; he'd left a program running in his room and needed to see to it soon. The boys watched him debate which weapon he was going to use, admiring the ability he had to sort information fast and weigh up which weapon to take. There was masculinity about the older teenager that the younger of the boys wanted to emulate.

"The last Pistol-calibre Carbine." There was cheering from the boys' side of the wall. "Both leaders take position," as this was said the leader of the girls team and the leader of the boys team walked to the centre of the wall and waited a few feet from a door. There were a few more seconds of complete silence; "reveal!" The man shouted and the door blocking the leaders from each other's view opened.

"Amber Middleton."

"Hex." Everyone was surprised that they knew who it was going to be for they had spoken before getting a good look. The man with the clipboard stuttered as though trying to regain control as each squadron burst into fits of either laughter or excited chatter. A man came up to Amber and she clicked her tongue with impatience as he shouted some rules at her for the tenth time. She saw Hex was getting the same treatment and smiled sweetly at him just to watch his grimace linger.

"Would you mind," the man in charge said and everyone was immediately quiet, "telling us how you knew who it was?" He said in disbelief, Amber shrugged.

"I smelt geek." Amber said scathingly, Hex's right eye twitched and he slung his weapon over his shoulder and looked her up and down.

"Premonition of pure evil." He said and rolled his eyes as Amber smiled as though this were a compliment. "How're you doing Middleton?" He asked and even the adults looked from one to another, wondering who was in charge here, for the two seemed to be playing a game of their own. Amber cocked her gun and coughed to get Hex's attention again as his eyes had moved instinctively towards her weapon.

"This party sucks." She said and inspected her nails.

"Then why'd you come?" the boy shook his head.

"Oh…"

How Amber Got to the Party

"Move bitches." Amber held up her hands, indicating she didn't want to touch the lesser of this camp's society. A group of girls younger than her recognised her immediately and moved out of the way. "Thank you," she said kindly and smiled a perfect smile at them all, "let's move." She urged the three or four girls behind her; she hadn't nor intended to count how many there were, there was no need, there was always someone. They walked into the canteen and scanned the area for available seats. Amber coughed loudly and immediately people moved from a table close to her, she smiled at them and her posse sat around her, immediately began the discussion of who was wearing what that morning. But Amber was easily bored by the conversation, her uncle had sent her to this God forsaken place and she hadn't realised why until recently. Everything here reminded her of her parents, and then just reminded her of the person she'd become since they'd left her. Someone threw some papers into her lap and she jumped; shrugging her previous thoughts from her mind.

"It's your turn to baby-sit." The person said and Amber licked her lips as she looked up to him. She leant back against the table as he folded his arms, fed up as usual with her antics, but everyone knew it was a façade; she loved to tease him and it amused him.

"Alex, Alex, Alex." She said slowly while shaking her head in disappointment. She stood up and her group smiled; knowing how annoyed Amber got when being told what to do. His grey eyes watched her intently as she shoved the papers back into his arms. "I don't do that kind of stuff." She turned away from him with a wicked smile and waited for him to call out to her, she was stood waiting for at least two minutes before she got fed up; did this boy not know how to play this game? When she turned back around she was surprised to see he really didn't care.

"Whatever Middleton," Alex said before taking out his mobile phone and Amber noticed him smile slightly as he read the text he just received. He looked back up to her and almost laughed at the look on her face, "it's either the kids or Squadron Leader and I know you don't like to play dirty so I saved you the bother-"

"You know what Alex?" Amber said scathingly before poking him in the chest with her index finger, Alex rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna be a Squadron Leader, save your little girlfriend the hassle of being one-"

"She's not my girl-"

"Yeah whatever," and as an after-thought she added, "Brit." Before sitting down again.

"Well be at the hall at 10.30." Alex checked his watch before walking off. Amber watched him go, wondering when it was that Craig got made boss.

Back in the hall

"Oh, Craig roped you into this?" Hex nodded at Amber who shrugged.

"Whatever," she said impatiently, "let's do this." She smoothed her hair away from her face and Hex smiled at her suggestion. The man next to Amber gawped at them both before straightening up.

"Hex, pick your second in command." He ordered and Hex glanced over his shoulder. A tall boy with tanned skin walked forwards in a lazy fashion, smiling slyly at Amber who stared back with the same hidden contempt he had for her.

"Amber, your second in command will be?" The man asked and Amber didn't even need to glance back before her friend had jumped to her side quickly.

"Hey Li," she muttered and the other girl said nothing, she looked Hex up and down, weighing up how best to tackle the situation.

"Alright," A new voice sounded and they all looked around to see Alex stood a few feet behind Amber. "Let me explain the rules." He opened a file and took out a sheaf of papers, Amber groaned, they were going to be here a long time and in this game she only had two rules: 1. Don't die and 2. Get Hex.

Hex shivered for some reason and looked up to see Amber smiling at him sweetly. He was right; that girl was trouble.

It was just the :

"I smelt geek."

and

"Premonition of pure evil."

Was what I thought of, now I really have no idea what to do with the story XP

Tell me what you want to happen!