This is my book. It’s called the Four Seasons. Chapter 1
I wake up to a flash of bright light and groan. This mission shouldn’t have been compromised. I should have successfully completed it. Did I? Is the war over?
I open my eyes and sit up. As soon as I do a shoot of pain shoots through my leg. I touch the tips of my finger to my calf and push air through my teeth in a hiss. I look around and I see that I’m in a meadow. What’s going ON? Why am I here?!?! Where is here?
“Easy.” I hear a familiar male voice.
“Cliff?” I mutter, “What happened, is everyone ok?”
He chuckles, “Of course, you would never let ANYONE get hurt but yourself.”
“What are you talking about?”
He touches my leg and I flinch, but he brushes it gently with his fingers.
“Yes. Everyone is ok.”
I sigh in relief and look into his dark, aviator shades.
“Is it done?”
He stands up, and pulls me up with him. I try to take a step but it hurts to bad. He grins and slings me over his shoulder. I shriek and laugh, even if it does hurt.
“Yes!!!” He practically shouts, “We did it!!!!”
I feel myself relax. I shout with joy, unable to stop myself. Then I feel pain, worse than anything. Ever.
“Can you put me down for a second?” I ask.
He shrugs. I know because I can feel it sending white hot bursts of pain up my leg. He sets me down.
I sit on the ground and pull up the leg of my black jeans. I see a red and yellow hole, the end of a bullet, a gaping wound.
Cliff gasps. “Whoa! That’s not good!”
“I might need a doctor.” I say.
“Ya think?”
“Yeah.”
He picks me back up and I am grateful for him, glad that he is there. If I was alone-…. I don’t even want to think about it. As if someone pushed a button, my leg begins to bleed. Not just trickling down my leg, but gushing over everything. Until he is covered in blood and so am I.
“Sorry.” I mutter.
“Shut up.” He says worriedly, “This isn’t good. This is not good!”
Chapter 2
He carries me out of the meadow but I barely notice. Spots begin to blur my vision, and I wondered why I hadn’t noticed the pain before. The last thing I remember before my world goes dark is the thuds of his feet on the ground, running, and the whispered words “I will keep you safe.”
I dream about the war. Bombs exploding, people’s screams and cries of pain. But it’s over now. And I helped with that. But I guess I should explain myself.
MY name is Nicole, I have black hair with aqua blue tips, and I am medium height and build. My best friend is Maya, my other best friend and longtime crush is Cliff. Maya has wavy brown hair and green eyes, Cliff had blue eyes and sortta spiky blondish brownish hair. Mayas other best friend and longtime crush is Flame, and he has red spiky hair and blue eyes. We are all a little group and we call ourselves the 4 Seasons.
We live in the new world, were there are 4 zones. Spring, summer, winter, and fall. I am a fall, Maya is winter, Cliff is spring, and Flame is summer. When you turn 10 the zone council forces kids to go to college until their 16th birthday, when they have to go to the job they are assigned. But they may pick what zone to live in or to get married or not.
Some people don’t like this system, so they rebel, and that’s how the war started. Fall and winter vs. spring and summer, fall and winter were against the college, but summer and spring wanted it to remain.
