Juno Vs Literally Everyone

Chapter Five - you tryna fuck?

Fun fact. Actually, really really sad fact, I cant divide. I had forgotten that I couldn't until I sat in front of a thick booklet full of things I couldn't understand.

A little while earlier, on the way to the exam:

"This is a building of future leaders." James informs me, as we walk to the testing room. "We rescue people from the outside, and we nurture them to become their greatest self."

"When the world fell apart, we lacked workers. Leaders. But we got lucky. Some High schoolers and college students, and their teachers seemed magically immune to the Bimexon."

We step inside an elevator and begin descending below. "We hope to make use of you, Juno." The doors open, and he pushes me out of the elevator, an eerie smile splitting his face. "Good luck."

Just like that, hes gone. I stand alone in an empty room with one singular door in front of me. No sound but the buzzing of the cameras following my every move.

I step through the room, ignoring a feeling in my chest that makes me want to puke. What have I gotten myself into? I should have tried to run away. I open the door and step through, to find a room with a floor length mirror covering an entire wall. In front of it, a simple desk that looks like it belongs in a science class.

I close the door, and a lock clicks. Shit. I'm locked in. I'm trying to ignore the panic in my chest when I suddenly realise something. This room feels oddly familiar.

I'm taken back to a time over a decade ago.

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The details are hazy. It was something I had discussed with my mother a few times when I grew older. "I never gave anyone permission to take you out of school back then," She tells me. "Are you sure it was even real?" But I know it was. I tell her this again and again.

Sometime in elementary school, with a teacher whose name and face I cant remember, I was taken out of class to somewhere I don't know the name of.

The car ride brings up a blank. The next thing I remember, I'm sitting at a desk with this mystery teacher, and she speaks calmly.

"There are people on the other side of the mirror." She brings my hand up to touch the cool glass. "Today, you will be tested, and they will be watching."

A two way mirror, the feeling of eyes on me that I cannot see, and a test I can't remember. And then, the memory ends.

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It was a weird thing to think of, and I pull out the chair in front of me. 'Perhaps I just remember it from a movie, and got confused.' I always tell myself that.

I open the booklet to find math, writing, science, the basics. Certaintly not what I was expecting.

The test ends quickly as I guess my way through. When I close the booklet, the door behind me clicks open. And I know. They're watching me. I look at the mirror in front of me, and wonder who is looking back.

"Time for your next test!" James' voice behind me makes me jump.

"Dude what the fuck," I grasp my chest and stare at him. "Don't sneak up on me. I'm fragile."

He leaves without another word, so I get up and follow him to the elevator.

"You need to work on your people skills." I shake my head, grabbing the railing as the elevator moves up. "I don't even like people, and I'm doing better than you."

He turns and locks eyes with me. "It's because I've met a lot of people like you before," the elevator dings open as he looks me up and down. "Your type never lasts long."

Is he trying to say I'm not worth his time?

We enter another room, tall and spacious, what probably used to be a gym. Then I see her. A beautiful girl standing in the middle of it. Waiting. She's breathtaking, with dark brown skin and black hair pulled back into two braided buns. Her lips are a deep red, a silver hooping cutting through them. Shes tall, probably 5'9 at the least.

Then she turns, and she stares at me viciously, like a predator would its prey.

I walk up to her and stand toe to toe, then open my mouth.

"Hey mama's, you tryna fuck?"