Chapter 1
AN:// Okay so this is really short, but I'm gonna be trying to update as often as I can. :) I really hope you guys enjoy this story and like it as much as I like writing it. If you have any questions or comments feel free to ask me. Picture of the bracelet will be included. Here we go! Chapter one of The Coding!
Song: House of The Rising Sun - Five Finger Death Punch
2018.
‘’PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: As of May 15th 2018, Law 76B3 has been passed after 2 years of going in between the house and senate. Everyone in the United States is required to wear the designated wrist band that will arrive to their home within the next 48 hours. Each band will claim your role in society and who you’re assigned to be with, each color will represent your importance in society. You are to report, IMMEDIATELY, to the person on the opposite side of your band. You are to wear your band at all times, it is now your guidebook, not following instructions will result in punishment by the Higher Powers. The band will monitor your behavior and speech. CURTAIN HOUSEHOLDS WILL BE UNAFFECTED BY THE LAW 77C4 THE MARRIAGE ACT. Those who do not comply will be chained and taken to the Higher Powers for proper punishment. Remember, all Powers know what is best for us, all in favor to the Powers.’’
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The TV makes a small buzzing noises before the PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUUNCEMENT flashes over it one more time and I’m left to stare at the blackness of the my TV screen. Soon enough it blinks back to life and I’m facing Kim Kardashian like I was 20 minutes ago. That was it, back to the basics, like they didn’t just drop the biggest bomb on the states. I rake my fingers through my brown hair, was this some kind of sick and twisted joke? It was like something that was in a book, or a movie. My eyes briefly flitted over to the ‘Divergent’ book lying right on my nightstand table. Was this my reality now?
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48 HOURS LATER
It’s been two days since I was left staring at my TV screen, left to swallow and accept the new law. I slowly pull open the door after hearing a brief knock and step outside to see men leaving each front door in the same blue jumpsuit to head to similar black cars. I glance down to see two small cardboard boxes on the ‘Welcome!’ mat outside my door. Besides two HP logos on the sides and two different numbers, there’s nothing else on them. No clue as to why this happened or why it happened now. I pick up the boxes and shut the door with my foot, heading into my kitchen to set them on the oak table. Tape was sealed tightly around the box marked 17 and after a minute of trying to open it myself I resorted to a large knife. I jabbed the sharp end in between the folds of the box and into the tape. I slide the knife back and forth to wiggle it through, so I could pry it open. I set the knife down and peer into the box, inside there’s tons of packing peanuts, packed tightly away and in the middle is a small Styrofoam box. Carefully, I pick up the box and nudge the bigger one with the peanuts to the side, sitting down to open the Styrofoam. I pull it apart and am left with a silver chain with a large plating on one half of it. I squint my eyes a bit to read the engraving on one side. ‘’HAILEY BELLE: DATE OF BIRTH – 5/10/97. MOTHER – SANDRA BELLE. FATHER – UNKNOWN.’’ I stare at the band for a while; I know that on the other side of this plate is the name of a boy I’m supposed to be going to right now. I can tell by feeling the engraving dipping into the metal on the other side. This is going to change everything forever, am I really ready for that? I grip tightly onto the plating until the edges are digging into the palm of my hand and I’m forced to release it to see the writing on the other side. ‘’LUCAS HEMMINGS: DATE OF BIRTH – 7/16/96. MOTHER – LIZ HEMMINGS. FATHER –ANDREW HEMMINGS.’’ I take in a deep breath. Luke. Luke Hemmings. I rack my brain trying to picture the boy, he was the one who was usually in the back of the class with his three friends, I know he likes music and black clothes and that’s about it. I nibble on my lip a little and unhook the bracelet before wrapping it around my left wrist and securing it with the clip. I look over at my mom’s box which has a 35 on it. I guess the numbers represent our ages. I clean up the mess from the boxes and throw them in the trash can, leaving my mom’s box on the table and studying my band a little more. As I flip it to see Luke’s name a small black button rises from the silver, a little nub barely noticeable. I softly press it, a little scared to see what would happen. Soon afterwards a bright blue light streams up out of the plate and towards the ceiling before spreading out into a little map of sorts. ‘’HAILEY BELLE, ASSIGNED TO; LUKE HEMMINGS. DIRECTIONS TO LUKE’S SHOWING NOW.’’ A big red pin point falls from nowhere and lands on the street where I know my house to be before a white line zooms across the roads and alleys to a house not to far away before a blue pin is dropped. ‘’HEMMINGS HOUSEHOLD STATUS: ACTIVE’’
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