The End Of The World

Ch 1

So we've been out of school for months. They've rounded up a bunch of us kids who are under 21. They've rebuilt the schools and so every kid in Michigan goes to this school. We have to live on campus, in dorms, but they don't care where you go to sleep. As long as you are in high school.

After the government went to shit, that is what I am calling it, it went south within the hour. I was smart enough to go to my grandpa's. I called my older brother, told him to bring his girlfriend and my niece. (ok technically she isn't my niece but they adopted her, so it doesn't matter. I love her no matter what.) We had weapons, multiple guns, lots of ammo, and I had my dual swords and pistols. Those got taken away from me when I was captured. I fought hard, but who knew that they were carrying stun guns?

I was with my boyfriend when I was captured. He turned on me and turned me in. Luckily my brother got out of there, I think. Oh! And what happens to the captured? They get put in cells with about ten other people in them. Great right? We got into lots of fights, when I say we really mean me. I won just about all of them.

We were told that we were being given a 'second chance'. But had to wait for the new school to be finished. I told my parents that this would happen. The AG, anti-government, the riots, the restrictions. Sure as hell sounds like the "Slated" trilogy. Just saying I fucking told you so.

A lot for a seventeen old to go through. Yes, I have watched lots of tv shows, and have read many more books. Even though they prepared me some, it is nothing compared to the real thing.

So here I am waiting in the school lobby for someone to tell me where the hell to go. Pretty boring actually, I just hope they let you exercise. My favorite is running.

"Adeline, sweetheart? Are you ready?", says a really pretty lady.

I stand up and nod. She tries to put her hand on my back to guide me, but I jump out of the embrace.

"Oh! Sweetie, I won't hurt you!", she cries.

I keep my distance when we walk. I don't like to be touched unless I know the person. The only people I will let touch me are Jace, my brother, his girlfriend, and my niece. All of the others are either dead or dead to me.

We quietly continue our walk, but I start to get bored. So I decided to ask some questions. But what should I ask? I want to get some information, but I can't be too obvious about it. Or maybe I could just lie back and.....

"Is there a library?" I ask

The lady looks surprised that I do speak, "Yes, it is very large too, Why? Do you read?" The lady seems like she could be a mother. The way she acts, the way she moves. She's like thirty or so.

I give her a small smile, "Yes, I used to have a whole room full of books. Do you have any kids, you seem like you do. The way you act, I mean."

She looks at me and smiles, "Yes, I have a daughter. She just turned two."

Now we get into an elevator, I start playing with my hair. It is just past my waist and is a reddish-brown. It's wavy and curly and a pain in my ass.

"What's her name?"

"Lyla, here look at her," She shows me a picture on her phone. The little girl is grinning and wearing a Peppa Pig shirt. I actually smile,

"She's adorable! I remember when I used to watch that show. Then my friend and I drew some of the characters in art class in seventh grade." I laugh at the memories.

She raises one of her eyebrows at me. She must know it is rare for me to smile let alone laugh. But she found my soft spot, little kids. It reminds me of my little niece. I ask her what her name is wanting to change the subject.