"I'm Innocent" I Lied. [Book 1 In the Imposter Series]

Day 1 (Part 2): We Learn The Rules - Kind Of

All the girls, Cyan, Blue, Black (me), Yellow, and White sat together. The boys, Green, Purple, Pink, and Orange sat at another table. In the cafeteria there was a large bar with tons of everyone's favorite food in it. The walls were grey and blank, with 2 rows of 3 lights on the ceiling which lit up the cafeteria. There were two tables, one with 5 seats and one with 4. This had probably been designed that way, so the boys could sit at one and the girls at the other. 

"So" I said, trying to make conversation, "do you have any favorite TV shows?" 

Blue looked up, and blushed as several eyes turned to her, including mine. Several looked away, sensing her discomfort. "Um... I like My Little Pony." 

"Isn't that a show for younger girls?" I asked. 

"Yes, but I find it very sweet" Blue explained, blushing even harder now. I put a comforting hand on her shoulder. 

"It's fine what you like, I don't care" I said, giving her my best comforting smile. She smiled back shyly, not so nervous anymore. 

Cyan shoved a piece of pizza into her mouth, and smiled. 

"This pizza is SOOOOOOOOO good!" she cried, her mouth still full of pizza. I rolled my eyes good naturedly. I shoved a bite of lasagna into my mouth, one of my favorite meals. It wasn't as good as my moms, but still delicious. 

"Lasagna is better" I declared. Cyan looked up, glaring at me. She reached across the table and yanked me up and out of my seat. I glanced down at her startled. 

"NOTHING IS BETTER THAN PIZZA!" she roared. I backed down. 

"Okay, okay, okay!" I cried, "settle down." 

She seemed to calm, and set me down gently. She blushed a bit, startled at her sudden outburst. 

"Oops, sorry about that. Sometimes I get a bit..." she trailed off. 

"Crazy?" I suggested. 

"Over-crazy?" suggested White. 

"A bit too.. um... I don't know the word for it" Yellow said. 

"Umm, yeah" Cyan admitted. "Sorry Black." 

"It's fine" I said, still a bit shocked. I tried to smile, but it turned kind of awkward, so we just continued to eat. 

Once I was done I went to a trash can in the corner and dumped my tray of food into it. I went back to the table to sit down, just as a robotic voice said from the speakers: "Hello Crewmates and Imposter, you will down be given a role, but guard that role with your life. If you say your role, if you are killed, or if you are voted off, you will be instantly transported to the lobby were you will stay there until this is done. Understood?" 

We all nodded, and then the robotic voice continued, "put on your helmets and keep them on for the rest of the meal. You can switch channels to the Group Chat were you can talk to each other together without having to take off your helmet. Just say, 'helmet, switch channel to channel 12. Or you can say 'Chat With Color' and  chat with any color you wish to chat with. A request will go into there mailbox, and you can chat with them if they accept. Then just talk and your message will send to the other person once you say send message. Any questions?" 

There was no questions. 

I did as told and put on my helmet. I expected to see something like Crewmate flash across my screen. Instead something so startling flashed across my screen, I almost choked. 

Here is what it said on my screen: 

Imposter

Use lies and deception to win

You can use the vent to get around the map 

You can sabotage equipment to slow the crewmates

Keep your stories straight

Whatever you do, don't get caught

I gulped and then click my screen. The message instantly vanished. Suddenly I heard a beeping sound and a mail icon appeared in the corner of my screen. I was guessing someone already wanted to chat so I clicked it. It went full screen. Below Messages there was a email. 

Request to chat with Cyan, Blue, Black, Yellow from White. 
Decline          Accept

I pressed accept. My screen instantly changed from the mailbox to a chat. Wow, this was super high-tec. 

"Hi" I said into the microphone. A black box with white letters popped up. 

Blue: Hello! How is everyone?

Cyan: Good, I'm just wishing I could take off my helmet for a bit and eat. 

White: Does anyone have any idea's who the imposter could be?

Yellow: No, and it could be one of the boys. 

Me: True. 

Yellow: But there is no harm in digging around each other if you know what I mean, to find out if one of us is the imposter. 

Blue: Maybe we should work together, once we know each of us isn't the imposter then we can investigate the boys. 

Cyan: Good idea. 

Me: I'm up for that. 

Yellow: Okay. 

White: Sure. 

Me: So, I don't really have anything to talk about so...

White: How about favorite colors? 

Suddenly there was a beep and a mailbox appeared in the corner of our screen. I opened it, it read: 

Return immediately to your room at 7:00.

 I glanced at the clock in the corner of my screen. It was 7:00. I groaned, and we all got up. I took my plate to the trash can and dumped the rest of my lasagna into the trash. I used the map to get back to my room. My door slid shut quietly, and then I looked around. There, my eyes landed on the vent in the wall, which was just big enough for me to fit through. I tested it, and found I could easily take it out and put it back in. 

Then I crawled through them, cold air blowing in my face. This didn't stop me. I found Pink's room. I quietly got out of the vent, and found Pink quietly snoring on his bed. I went to my belt, and found a knife. 

He wouldn't be such a bit loss, I thought. Then I walk over to the bed, my knife clasped firmly in my hand.