Author's Note: I may not be updating for a while after this one. Believe me, I will be writing, I'll just be on vacation for a few weeks. Just to let you know, my dear readers. I may update one more time before the eighth of this month. Again, it'll be a while until you hear from me again.

~Melody.

SIX|

Across the town, ​East Middle was also in a riot. A much bigger riot than at West Middle. Everyone was wondering what had happened. Where were the teachers? Why did everyone over 14 at the school disappear? These were the questions that ran through their minds.

One boy took charge of the situation. Emmett Rogers was the one who paid attention to the news and such, things that many others didn't care about. He and his best friend James took control of everyone else. Mainly, because they had powers, the other reason was that they were the ones who would know about what happened.

"Listen up!" Emmett called out.

"What do you want?" said one of the rebels.

"Everyone to listen."

"To what? You going on and on about us not panicking? We're gonna panic anyways! Why should we listen?"

"All right! Go ahead and panic, but still listen! Our parents aren't the ones who have disappeared. We are the ones who have disappeared. Not our parents, our teachers, or anyone else for that matter. We disappeared. Not anyone else. To be honest, our families probably don't know that we're alive. We are, I can tell you that much. But do they know that? I don't think that they do. Do they care? That's a different story.

"How do I know this? I pay attention to the news. Remember Perdido Beach? All the kids under fifteen disappeared. Every single one of them in a ten-mile radius. Do you know what's in a ten-mile radius from the center of town? A bunch of different towns. Weedsport. Skaneateles. Owasco. Aurelius. Sennett. A bunch of other little towns. Who knows? Maybe our radius is bigger. One thing is sure as hell, we have a whole lot more people here. That means a whole lot more mouths to feed here. A whole lot more.

"I don't want anyone to complain, because I doubt a lot of you can drive, so you'll be doing a fair amount of walking. Trust me.

"You won't like it here. I know you'll miss your families, and if you want to see them a gain, you better hope to god your next birthday is your fifteenth. Otherwise, you won't be fifteen for a while." Emmett looked out to the crowd. Some faces were angry, others annoyed, others scared.

"I know it's hard for you to hear, but we have to get off our asses and get over to West. Maybe someone over there knows something we don't. I hope to God they do, because if they don't, we're screwed and you all know it. Everyone knows it. Do you have any questions about why we're going to West, or if you have to or not?"

"Yeah, do we have to?" said one obnoxious girl.

"I suppose you don't. I won't make you. But I will make you work. No one's a kid here anymore. Don't give me any shit about you being too young, because you aren't to young and you know it. We are the older people in this hell hole. We have to carry the weight around here. Does everyone get it?" There were murmurs through the crowd.

Emmett got the feeling that they got it and spoke again. "All right, now who's gonna come with me?" A few hands went up. Not many, but enough to make his long speech worthwhile.

"Okay. Let's go."

Author's Note: Ah, a few new characters are introduced. The characters in this are all based on my real-life friends, and that goes for the other chapters as well. Everyone minus the originals from the series are my friends.

Also, I know this is short. It may be the shortest chapter in this story. I know it is at this point. I will have a longer one by next time.

Thanks for reading,
~Mel