A/N: Heyy it's xSweetFireStarsx here. Thanks to all the reviews,
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anyone who has any. And if you're wondering what it is that they do
to make Jack forget his memory, you're going to have to wait
because I don't want to ruin the story for you (;
Jack's P.O.V.
I left my phone in my room since the sheet instructed me to do so, and I headed out
to find the Greeting Hall. I walked out into the huge, wide, semi-circle where all
the rooms were held and looked around. I noticed that the girls wore black pants,
green combat boots, and army shirts; others had vests on, total opposite from the
boys. I noticed one particular boy who looked like he knew where he was going,
and since I was lost and had no idea where to go, I decided I should ask him for
some type of direction to the Greeting Hall.
"Hey, uh, do you know how to get to the Greeting Hall?" I asked him, hoping
everyone was going to the same place as I was.
"Sure I do, just follow me." His voice was a little deeper than mine, but we were
the same height. Though my hair was a bit long, he had a short crew cut. His hair
color was blonde with a slight brown to it; much different from Kim's kind of
blonde.
"K thanks." I replied back with a smile. He nodded as he walked and I followed
closely behind.
We walked through a dark hall that was opened up to a fork with four different
ways, he stopped for a second as if to decipher which one was the right one to pick
and which one would most likely get us lost. He soon picked the pathway on the
far left and we continued to walk. I looked around at the architectural designs and I
have to admit it was amazing, but I still didn't want to be here anymore than the
next kid. But never the less, it had to done for my mom.
Thinking of this made me wonder why other kids were forced to come here.
"Hey, by the way, I'm Jack." I said holding up a hand as we stopped in front of a
big room filled with all the kids that were attending. He shook my hand, and I
noticed that his hands were rough but at the same time, not hard.
"Jason Blake. Your last name?"
"Anderson." He nodded.
"Cool. Come on, you can sit with some friends of mine." I nodded an okay since I
didn't know anyone else.
"This your first time here?" I asked him as we shuffled our way over to some
empty seats. He nodded.
"I only know a couple of people here because they're my friends from back home.
It's no coincidence that their parents forced them here like mine." Jason explained
while he waved over to few kids. They waved back almost immediately and
beckoned us over to them. When we got close enough, I saw that it was only two
people: a boy and a girl.
"Hey guys, I got another newbie. Name's Jack Anderson." I waved hello as he
greeted me to them.
"Jack this is Micah Boyce," Jason said pointed to the boy "and Vio`let Hinkson."
He finished off pointing the girl. Micah had a short, bob-cut, and wind- blown
brunette hair that reminded me much of my own, mine was just tad bit longer.
Vio`let had black slick hair cut in layers that reached the small of her back. The
end of her hair was dyed the color that matched her name. After I was introduced
to broth of them, Micah had turned his attention to the front; Jason sat down next
to Micah and also started to pay attention. I made my way over to the last empty
seat next to Vio`let, which seemed to be the only person not paying attention to
what was going on up front. She only continued to file her nails, which were also
painted violet like her hair, and occasionally sigh once in a while. After studying
her for quite some time, I soon turned my attention towards what was going on in
front.
A tall, well-built man, with a very short hair cut was now speaking. He had
something that was close to a British accent, but sounded quite German at the same
time. Noticing by his high-razed get up, that he was one of the generals here, but
you definitely couldn't tell that from his personality.
"We are all happy to be here, no ?" he asked with a smile so bright it was bound to
blind others. He was preppy and sheik despite his muscular arms and booming
deep voice. "At this summer informatory school, we will all be teaching you
children to be young men and women of this generation so that it will not fail." He
smiled even wider this time if that was even humanly possible. I heard Vio`let sigh
again and I turned to her this time, now noticing that she was looking towards the
overly-excited general. She seemed too had caught on to the fact that I was
watching her because she started to talk.
"I can't believe what I'm hearing right now." She said in a hushed mellow tone
that couldn't fit her no more than perfect.
"What is it?" I asked also in hushed tone, because as it looks, we weren't even
supposed to be talking.
"All adults now-a-days think that we're the most messed up generation there is,
and that everyday we're just bound to get worse than we already have. That's why
most kids are here," she explained now turning to me. "Parents think that if they
ship their child off to a place like this, they'll be able to change the world from
what it is now and what it is to be expected later on." After she finished, with one
big breath she turned back around, and I followed suit, but not before getting out
an "I agree." aimed her way. Our over excited general, who I now know is called.
General , was now raising his arms high above his head motioning for us to
stand.
"Rise up and we will now set out onto the field to take part in some fun yet fitting
activities for you boys and girls. Please exit to the right." He finished off pointing
to our exit. We all stood up and followed suit as led us outside into the
sunlight.
Kim's P.O.V.
After I had gotten off the phone with Jack, I didn't know what to do with myself. I
was so full of joy and butterflies from what he just said but also feeling lost and
abandoned with him being gone.
Wait- full of joy and butterflies? Now I'm sounding just like Milton after he
finished watching The Vow.
I shook my head free of the highly awkward yet hilarious day and was shocked to
see that Jack has changed me almost completely and he's not even here.
Must be another one of his gracious and seemly endless list of talents.
I thought as I huffed out a breath. I had been pacing in my room trying to free my
head with thoughts of Jack, but trying not to think about him made me think about
him even more, if that's even possible.
I looked out of my bedroom window and down the street to the left to see Jack's
house. It used to be always filled with laughter, noise, and happiness, but Jack took
all that with him leaving the house looking vacant like he never lived in it at all.
I walked back over to my study desk to attempt to distract myself once again for
the fifth time today. Since we all graduated this year from the 8th grade, yes
including Jerry, we don't have any summer packets or worksheets to do, so it
became difficult to find things to do every single day.
I sighed and flopped onto my bed, exhausted from doing nothing. I wondered when
Jack was going to be back, I wondered if he missed us, I wondered if I could visit
him, I wondered what he was doing at the exact time…
That was my thoughts these days, just Jack, Jack, and more Jack.