Interests
This book is rated M
Warming this book may be inappropriate for young readers and I advise anyone younger than thirteen not read this book and readers over thirteen to read with caution later on in the book.
This book contains:
·Cusing
·Violence
·Sex
·Blood
Don't like? Easy! Don't read. I own nothing in this story but my own characters. Without further ado please enjoy.
I sit next to Magnus as everyone walks into the mess hall bunched together talking. Everyone's conversations mixed together with the clanks and clatters of forks, spoons, knifes, and cups. I watch for Weston through the crowd since he disappeared after mechanics class. "Who you looking for?" Someone whispers from behind me. I jump in my seat and spin around to see Weston grinning at me.
"You, actually." I admit as I sink down into my seat. I look down at my tray and smile as I look at my food. Strawberries, mashed potatoes with gravy and ground beef, a whole wheat roll, and milk. A good and whole healthy meal. No mold included.
"You've got to admit food here is better than food on the streets." Magnus elbows me in the side and I start to laugh before giving him a light shove.
"You got that right." I pick up one of my strawberries and sink my teeth into it slowly as the juice rushes into my mouth. "Mmmm."
I hear someone walk up behind me so I eat the rest of my strawberry then turn around to see Kallus staring down at me his face set like stone but his eyes are warm and kind. "Cadets this is Ephraim Dune, a new cadet I want you to show him around and get him caught up Ms. Beckett." He states his eyes moving from me then to the boys then back to me something in his eyes changes like he's trying to warn me about something.
"Understood sir." I reply swiftly moving my eyes to Ephraim. Ephraim is a small boy with long blue hair almost covering his electric blue eyes. I nod at him and he nods back before he moves around the table and sits down next Weston. Kallus steps closer to the table and glares down at me. "I do hope you will come to my office later tonight to discuss you late night roaming Ms. Beckett." He states pointedly before spinning around and leaving.
Once he's out of ear shot Magnus growls. "Fuck him! You were attacked and stabbed by Jackson and he's punishing YOU!"
"I hate the fucking Empire." Weston hisses. I look at the new kid to see him looking at all three of us quickly scanning us.
"Sorry for ignoring you kid. Names Alexandra Beckett. This is Magnus Lund and that's Weston Mikes." I introduce smiling at the boy.
"Ephraim Dune." He states and I nod my head.
"Come on I'll show you around I'm not hungry." I admit shoving my tray forward before I get up and leave the room Ephraim right behind me.
"And this is our room. You'll be sleeping on the top bunk over there." I state pointing over at Weston's bunk.
I turn to Ephraim to see him looking around. "Alright. It'll take a little while to get used to but I'll just follow you around until I am." He explains and I nod my head.
After a second of silence I speak. "I know your secret." I whisper watching him closely. He eyes widen a little and his hand twitches but other than that he doesn't react to what I've admitted.
"What do you mean?" I step forwards as I open myself to the force and brush against his barely counseled signature.
He jumps a little and draws himself in quickly. "I know you can use the force just like I can so I'm going to warn you now. You need to leave. A man, everyone calls him the Inquisitor, will be here in two weeks. He's looking for kids like us. If he finds you he'll take you and he'll force you onto the dark side." I explain.
"How do you know this?" He asks and I shake my head.
"That's not important what is important is that you understand the severity of this situation and leave." He doesn't speak he just stands there watching me.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Because your like me. I know you lived on the streets a year ago. I know you used to help the people of Lothal. You helped one of my friends uncle once. The fruit vendor in the city. I'm paying you back for that." I admit before I quickly walk past him and head to the door but he grabs my arm before I can reach the door.
I turn my head and look at him over my shoulder. "I can't leave. Not yet. Help me get what I need and I'll leave... And I'll take you with me." He bargains and I freeze.
For a second I consider his offer before I quickly shake my head. "I can't. My friends are here and... I have friends in high places I guess I can say that. But I'll help you." I offer before I pull my arm free and leave Ephraim alone to think over everything.
"And so this week will be spent preparing you to learn how to fight. You are dismissed to your rooms to clean yourselves." Amoral calls out and we all start to move silently. My heart races in my chest as his words echo in my head. He's here. I look over at the stage to see my father watching us but for a second his eyes flit over to me. His lips move but I can't catch what he says as I'm pushed out into the hallway. I freeze in the center of the hallway causing everyone run into me as I try and comprehend everything. I shake my head and look around trying to figure out where to go. The stream of cadets is now just a trickle so I quickly find someone who's roomed near me and follow them barely able to comprehend where I'm going. Once I reach my hallway I see Magnus standing outside the door of our room. I quickly walk into our room to see Ephraim and Weston sitting on there beds.
"What do we do?" I ask the boys once Magnus closes the door. "He's here."
The boys, Magnus and Weston, look at each other and come to a silent agreement. "We're leaving." Weston states firmly. "You are my responsibility and I have to keep you three safe."
Ephraim steps forward. "I'm not an Imperial I'm a rebel. I'm here to get information to help the rebellion."
I look at the boys to see them watching me. I look at Weston and he throws his hands up . "I'm responsible for you guys doesn't mean I'm in charge of your discussions." He points out.
I smirk at him before I turn to Ephraim. "We're in."