Disclaimer: Sorry the last chapter was so short. Well, same thing as last time, everything belongs to James Patterson. NOT ME!!! Except for my characters and the plot of the story. Have fun
Walking down the dimly lit hallways is suffocating, but we have to do it anyway. At the end of the hall I could see all of the Avian experiments lining waiting for roll call. This is the worst part of the day. I sat there listening for my 'name'.
"70687brob."
It made me cringe, I hated feeling like an it, unwanted… nothing. But I mustered up a very sharp "here" and went back to staring at my feet. 'Once we escape, "No shirt no shoes no serves" was going to be a problem…'
Conner suddenly put his hand on my shoulder. My head shot up to look at him then realized that my face must have looked really funny. "Are you okay?" he asked
"Yeah i'm fine," I replied wondering the same thing about him (he normally didn't show many feeling). He took his hand off my shoulder and we started to walk to breakfast.
When we walked into the "cafiteria" we saw all the other avian experiments talking in whispered voices, they all looked up from there food and it got very quiet. Nobody likes us because we were diffrent. too diffrent for them, we were so diffrent that they saved a whole table for us. Why might you ask? Because Conner and I had special powers, I can make things move with my mind and Conner can move really fast. Its like majic.
Our breakfast, or lack there of, consisted of stale bread, old cheese and lewk warm water. I looked over to the eraser side of the cafiteria, we were separeded bye an indistructibale gladd wall, I guess that it was put there to keep us on our toes, it looked like there food wasn't much better than ours. There bread looked none stale and there cheese wasn't moldy and there water was cold, lucky peices of poop (excuse my french). We need four times more food than a normal person and all we get is crap, (sorry i will stop my complaining). All of the sudden the doors bashed open and 7 whitecoats walked in holding clip bords, what is it with this place and clip boards? The room went quiet, and the whitecoats started calling out manes, actuall names! "Aspen! Conner!" my name made me jump, only Conner called me by my name every one els called me bozo or retard or freak. Conner and I exchanged glances, I saw a hit of fear in his eyes but he quickly looked at his feet and stood up. I followed him out the door and back into the dimmly lit hallway.
"Where are they taking us?" I asked under my breath.
"I don't know, they've never done this before," Conner said not afraid of showing his feelings, i could definenty hear the panic in his voice. They led us down a hallway and into a small lab room, in the room there were 4 lab tables, I conted the other experiments that were in the room and there were 4. My heart started to race even faster, I tryed to use my mind powers but it didn't work, I looked over to Conner and saw that he was thinking really hard about something.
"Conner what are u thinking about?" I asked bearly audibal, but he didn't answer. Looked around again and saw that in the corrner there were 7 erasers. 'Crap this is the end,' I thought, my body was shaking so hard i could have sworn that I saw a smirk appear on one of their faces. All of the sudden I could feel warm breath on my neck, I turned around to see an eraser 2 inches from my face, I gasped and jumped back running into Conner who cought me from falling to the ground. He stood me up and leaned down and whispered,
"we have to do it now i have a very bad feeling about this." I nodded my head and walked over to the white coat and very smart alecky asked him,
"Escuse me mister whitecoat," the word rolled out of my mouth like vomit, "can u tell us what we are doing here?" My eyes darkend and i glared at him. the white coat just stared back at me. The eraser didn't say anything he just turned around and looked at another whitecoat and said,
"Give me the the Thsithsors." I had to cover my mouth by turning and burring my face in Conners shoulder, at the same time I could hear him stiffle a laugh. The whitecoats lisp was so bad. I turned around when i heard Conner gasp, the other whitecoat had gone into a closet and brought out a pair of giant scissors. I now knew what they were going to do...
"They are going to clip our wings."