Chapter 3

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April rushes over to me and grabs the teddy bear away from me.

"Now, I'm going to ask again and you better have a valid answer. What the hell are you do in my room?" She says through her teeth.

She's trying to calm herself down because she's breathing in and out slowly. She's not doing a good job. I'm scared to tell her I'm her roommates.

I'm pathetic, I know, but she's scary!

"Remember, you're on a mission, girl! Introduce yourself, so you can find a quick escape route."

"I-I I'm your new roommate."

Curse me and my stutter.

April's eyebrows rise.

"What?"

"I just got recruited. I'm Kit Bryant."

My hand reaches out for a hand shake. April just looks at it then back to me. I put my hand down.

"What were you doing touching my stuff?"

"I was just curious."

April's eyes narrow. "I don't want to be roommates with a girl that's fake and let's her curiosity get the best of her."

My eyebrows knit together in confusion.

"Your right, blue, eye contacts fell out and you dyed your hair blonde. What, are you trying to be someone you're not?"

My eyes widen.

"What? Those contacts costed me a good thirty dollars! Oh and yeah I'm trying to be someone I'm not. Well, I'm glad she didn't notice the make up on my neck."

I quickly took out the other contact, so I wouldn't look ridiculous.

"Get off my bed!" April exclaims randomly, making me jump up on my feet.

"I was right. I hate her height."

I looked up at her. I guess she's about 5'8 and I'm 5'2. She got six inches on me.

"What are you hiding?" She asks looking at me up and down.

She is as skilled as I thought.

"Nothing, ma'ma, sir, I mean April." God, I'm so scared right now.

Wait a minute I could flip the script now.

"What about you? What are you hiding?"

April stiffens a little.

"My personal life isn't any of you business."

"Mine, isn't any of your business either."

April narrows her eye again. My eyes travel toward the teddy bear in her hand.

"Um…your dad; what happened to him?" I didn't think straight when I asked that.

April looks at me and I swear I can see the anger build up in her hazel eyes.

"What do you not get about ISN'T any of YOUR business?!" April exclaims.

I stay silent. April sighs.

"Aren't you supposed to be exploring the base? Not my room!"

"I don't have a spare key and Jerry told me that you would tell me how things go around here."

"Jerry partnered me up with you?"

"Yeah, I guess. But he was looking at clipboard when he told me you're my roommate."

"The clipboard doesn't make a difference. He's one of the people that are in charge for rooming. He did this on purpose. I'll kill him for this."

I could actually see that.

"Am I that bad?" I'll just play innocent; guilt trip her.

"Nah, I just like my privacy and it's obvious I would get any of that with you and your damn curiosity."

God, talk about getting off on the wrong foot. She hates me…well; she should considering her clan is probably planning attack on my clan.

"I'm sorry. It'll never happen again." I apologized.

I did invade her privacy.

"Damn right! Now going do you stupid exploring! And when you come back you better pray that I'll actually answer the door!" She steps aside, for me to leave.

And I did with her following me to the door.

"Have fun, roommate." April says with fake enthusiasm.

She slams the door behind me.

I take a deep breath.

"I'm so on her bad side. This mission better not take long because if I never get on April's good side; she may kill me in my sleep."


I start walking around. Only a handful of people are walking around. They all are either wearing their clan uniform or sweats and a tank top.

I go up to the railing again and look up. There are cameras attached to the ceiling; they go in circle like the railings.

Then I looked straight ahead, where a door was. I decided to walk over. I opened the door and it was just like the entrance.

Assassin every five feet and torches every ten feet.

I got to the door on the other side of the tunnel and opened it.

It is a cafeteria. It is a big metal dome. There are chair and tables; five chairs to each circular table. There are thirty five tables.

There are vending machines at the side; there are six spend along the dome cafeteria.

There's also a buffet on the side. It's empty of food because everybody should be on mission or asleep. There's a stage on the other side of the cafeteria. Maybe they use that for morning announcements.

I look up and see four cameras. I nod my head as in 'I'm done here.'

I walk out the cafeteria through the tunnel again. I then go to the gym below me.

It's just like the one at my clan. The knives, daggers, and swords are in a case, lying against the wall. The bo staffs were in their rack against the wall too. Then the bows are hanging on the wall; arrows in their holsters hang next to them on a nail. Chains with a blade at one end hang on the wall as well.

A bunch of punching bag and dummies lay on the walls. I look up again, but this time I notice a rope that's attached from the ceiling and wrapped around the third floor railing.

That most be for rope climbing. Anyway, is there any thing else.

"They have to have at least one door for an emergency exit."

I spin around in my spot looking for a door or something. I find one on the second floor and rush to the stairs. I opened it and again the same type of tunnel.

I opened another door and see couches and a couple people sitting on them. There's flat screen TV that they were watch, but now all their attention was on me. I feel myself heat up.

"This is their play room I guess. There's an Xbox and PlayStation with games in a glass case. And there's a vending machine for water. And there's a pool table, cool! My clan doesn't have this. We're always on a strict schedule; no time for play."

"Are one of the new recruits?" A big buff dude says with a deep voice.

"Yes, I'm Kit." I respond.

"Oh, wait your April Brooks' roommate!" A small guy says.

He's young, about eleven. They do recruiting just like any other clan; it doesn't matter what age.

"Yes."

"You got in an argument with her already. What did you do?" The ginger haired guy I saw earlier asked.

"Nothing."

Why do they assume I started it? What if it were April then what?

"You did something. April doesn't get mad so easily unless you did something." Ginger says looking at me.

"Yeah, what did you do because I want to see what gets her mad." The boy spoke again.

"Sam, shh!"

"She just doesn't like the fact that she has a roommate."

"Kit, I warned you not to touch any of her stuff." I hear Jerry's voice from behind.

I turn around and see a Latino guy with short messy black hair and stubble on his face.

"Jerry?"

He nods.

"How'd you I touched her stuff?"

"She came and complained to me about you. She really doesn't like you. You invaded her privacy because the curiosity got the best of you."

"It did, but it won't happen again."

"Because I'm going to be leaving."

"You're lucky I decided to fight for you and she's willing to still have you as a roommate. But that doesn't mean she's going to be nice or talk to you, so don't push it."

I nod.

"Ok get some sleep, tomorrow is going to be your first day of training and you'll get to meet our leader."

"Ok, but where am I suppose to sleep."

"April should have an air mattress set up."

I nod again. Jerry goes around me and sits on the couch and starts to watch TV with the three other guys.

I go on my way through the tunnel. "This sucks; I didn't even find an escape route yet! This is a problem that's going to delay the mission."


I get down on the first floor and went to my, I mean, our room and knocked on the door. It took a while but she opens it. She was probably sleeping because eyes are droopy and her hair is in knots. But her cheeks got my attention. They were wet; as if she were crying.

She stepped aside and lets me through, locking the door behind me.

"They'll get you clothes tomorrow, so you can wear mine for PJs. Choose whatever you like." She says tiredly and points over to her closet. Then she drags her feet to her bed and got in, facing the wall. She pulls the sheet over her head, so you can only see her knotty black hair.

I want to ask her what's wrong so bad, but she's probably one of those people who get anger whenever someone asks.

So, I just walk to the closet and picked out black sweatpants and a white v neck. I quickly change into the comfy clothes. But the sweatpants are so long on me; the waist is ok. I have to roll it once for it to fit.

I fold my other clothes and put them in the corner. I turned off the light, and then I crawl on to the air mattress April set up for me.

I close my eyes, drifting into sleep.

Before I was fully asleep, I hear muffled sobs and sniffs.

It's April.

"What's up with her? Sure she's an enemy but I still care a little. And I need her to trust me, even though she shouldn't."


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