'I told you they were planning something.' I hissed while we got inside the detention room. After all I still didn't get why we had to go here, we just had high scores at that weird test. It wasn't just a test for them to see what you had learned, it was about how much you knew about the things we shouldn't speak or know about.

Cato and I sat down somewhere in the back of the class, next to each other.

'Shut your mouth about that, we'll talk about this later.' He whispered.

I nodded. He was right, if I would talk about these things in this classroom, it was sure that I wouldn't get out alive. I sighed, all these silenced moments. So many things to say, so less words actually spoken. I really hated this whole conspiracy, but there was no other way than just work with it.

Mrs. Donner sat in front of the desk, checking if we were quiet. Maysilee was her first name I thought. After a while she told us she had to do something, and headed outside the classroom.

Suddenly I felt someone tapping on my shoulder, so I turned around. A curly brown haired boy faced me, I estimated him around 17 years old.

'What?' I asked.

'Did you passed that test too?' He asked me.

'Yeah why?' I nodded.

'You know why.' He said. 'What score did you have?'

'9.' I answered curtly to whoever this boy was. 'You?'

'7.' He said. 'According to that, you know more than I do.'

'Uh, yeah.' I mumbled, then stayed quiet for a while.

'So, you are going to tell me.' He frowned.

'What do I have to tell?' I asked quietly.

Cato turned around too. 'Dude, don't talk to her like that.'

'You have no idea who I am.' The boy said.

'Ugh attitude.' I mumbled inaudible.

'Nope, and actually I don't give a fuck about who you might be, you are not going to talk to her like that.' Cato told him.

I just followed their conversation, grabbing my bag to find something to drink or eat. I was pretty hungry.

'I,' the boy said, crossing his arms. Then he glanced over me like he wanted to make an impression or something. 'am a badass. I'm ranked fifth at the list.'

I spat out my drink and burst into laughter. I couldn't even describe how he was fooling himself. 'Congratulations.' I told the boy, this time aware that I was congratulating someone with dying.

'You didn't say that.' Cato laughed.

'Thank you.' The boy said. Was he just fooling us, or was he really that stupid? How the fuck could that thing get a 7 at that test. This was just another sheep in the crowd. Only one that was proud of it.

'Since when did it became a good thing to get on that list?' Cato asked. Oh the irony.

'Well,' the boy told him. 'It's good for your reputation.'

Then he started talking about how awesome it was to be on that list. Did he was serious? He didn't know that he was going to die or something?

'I'm going to tell him.' Cato whispered to me. I slapped him on his arm. 'Don't you dare.'

'How did you get on that list.' I asked him, resting my head in my hands. Acting like I was really interested.

'You know, getting in fights, shit like that.' He said.

'Oh is that so?' I nodded in sympathy.

'Yeah.' He said, I could see him tightening his arm muscles. I really had to keep myself from laughing, what a fool.

I found the courage to say it out loud. 'Stop the world.' Everyone in the classroom looked our way. 'We have to kick someone off.'

'I'd rather kick your ass off.' The boy said, full of arrogance now.

'Such a badass.' I clapped my hands. A girl in the front of the class started laughing. Cato just shook his head, then sat down at the table again. I turned around too, leaving that fool.

...

'You all can go now.' Mrs. Donner said when she arrived in the classroom again. So I got up from the chair, and walked together with Cato towards the door. With that oh-so-dumb brown haired boy following us. Cato and I walked out of the halls of the school building.

'Do you need a ride?' He asked me.

I thought about my bicycle which still stood here at school, and in that case I would have no way to get to school tomorrow. 'Only if you pick me up tomorrow morning too.' I said. 'By the way, your car…?'

'Got a new one.' He said.

'From the school?' I chuckled once we were outside.

'Nope.' He shook his head. 'What a school by the way, not even giving me a new car. But they do want to take my life. It's not very fair is it?'

'Life is taking and giving, right?'

He nodded, then we got in the white Audi. Probably pretty expensive, I thought.

The smell of new cars, usually people liked that. But I didn't at all. It was so unfamiliar now, not that one scratch on my seat, not the four leaved clover hanging from the rear-view mirror.

It took less time than usual before we arrived at my ''home''. Probably because he was driving way faster than usual. He stopped in front of my house. 'Are your parents at home?' He asked me. 'Yeah, why?' I nodded, looking through the window. I saw my mom walking inside the house, that meant that she was home already, well; that she came home. But she noticed the car in front of her house, and not a few seconds later she walked outside, towards this car. My heart started beating faster. 'Shit.' I mumbled, watching her come closer. The only thing I could do was just wait.

...

She pulled the car door on my side open, then grabbed my arm and tried to pull me out of the car.

'Mom what the fuck?' I said, and half hang inside my seat because of the seatbelts. Cato loosened his', then tried to part me and my mom apart. There were a few scratches on my arm because of her nails.

'Let her go, right now.' My mom hissed.

'Seriously mom, calm the fuck down.' I said, leaning in a bit more to Cato. Not like I would lean in for a kiss or something, this time more for protection, according to my mom who literally went crazy, like was she on drugs? I didn't know what was wrong with her, but I was the victim of it, that was for sure.

'Uh,' I heard him mumbling. 'Why don't you both just let go of each other?'

'We need to let go?' My mom said. 'You are the fucking problem here, right Clove?'

'Eh, no?' I shook my head slightly.

She loosened my seatbelt and pulled me out of the car. I stumbled over a stone in the garden.

'You're going to stay right here.' My mom told him, then went to me and pulled me inside the house.

I didn't just walk with her, I tried to go back or something. Not that it was a use, but I looked behind myself, at Cato. He was looking at me with that what-the-fuck-is-going-on kind of look.

She pushed me inside the house, then locked the door behind me and went to Cato herself. I sighed, and now what?

I stood there just in the house, looking around me with tears in my eyes. Not because I really needed to cry or something, I was just so damn angry at her. Why couldn't she just accept him? Why couldn't she just accept me? My arm did hurt, but actually that was the last thing I was worrying about right now.

...

I sighed, then went to the window. I sat down on the table, staring outside at them. Talking in front of the car, keeping me inside here. It almost was like in a fairy tale, but just not a really positive one. But they have happy endings right? God damn, I wanted a happy ending too. I just already knew that I was never going to get one. I wasn't going to get any flowers on Valentine's day, not going to spend new year's eve with him. He was probably dead by then. We didn't have that many days, but even when there was a deadline on our relationship, why couldn't she just let us be?!

The tears burned in my eyes, but I didn't want to drop them down. I just stared outside until I saw her coming back, and Cato driving away from the road. When I heard the door closing behind her, I shook my head and got up from the table.

'I'm sorry sweetie, I just want the best for you.' I heard her saying. I clenched my fists, she didn't, she never meant to do anything good for me. She just ruined everything I had, she always did that.

'Just shut up.' I yelled back, then rushed upstairs towards my room.

I hated her, I really did. I slammed the door of my room behind me, hopped down my bed and grabbed a pillow. I began punching the pillow to stop my anger, to stop my tears. But it only became worse, and I ended up crying in it, instead of hitting it. That just was the thing between me and anger, it always ended up in tears.

I grabbed my phone after a while, decided to text Cato. After this it would only get worse if I didn't let anything hear from me.

17:03: Hey, sorry about what the fuck just happened. My mom seriously went crazy.

It took some time till the response, but he did text back. But if I was so happy with that…

[Cato] 17:15: I think it's better to just not talk to each other anymore..

Naaaawwww :c

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