Stephanie's Pov..
We landed bumpily on a landing-pad and were then instructed to grab our things and head for the black jet quickly or else we would be left behind. We all stood frozen in place for a minute, confused; were we leaving the country?
A large black jet displayed itself prominently. The sun shone hard, trying to reflect the light of its hands against the jet's black iron body. Its surface seemed to absorb the light completely which mesmerised us. This made us very unsure of whether or not to board it; now, we started to question whether or not putting our names down was actually a good idea.
We were brought out of our reverie by the shouting of the soldiers that stood in the doorway of the jet before us, urging us to move our asses. They had clearly woken up on the wrong side of the bed and seemed very agitated. We bolted forward. I lagged a little behind while the others were shoving each other out of the way to be the first one to step into the jet; they weren't used to this kind of extravagance. Neither was I but still, I wouldn't go on the way they did. Not a very good first impression.
I waited for the girls to finish their little catfight before they both tripped over the step landing in the isle clutching for the first grand seat.
Typical.
Then the boys - who I thought would push before me - waited for me to enter first before they stepped into the jet themselves; probably to check out my ass rather than be gentlemanly. This was the first time we had been this close to each other for such a long time period. Other than when we are in class. Even then it was only for 30 to 45 minutes or so.
"Thank you."
I put on a smile though I was still very suspicious about the whole thing.
"No problem, Steph. You look good by the way." answered Kyle though both him and Dylann had smirks on their faces.
'Please let this training go really fast.'
The jet ride was more relaxing than it originally appeared as it offered snacks, sweets and savory treats and drinks. The best part was that it was free; my friends would have enjoyed it all.
PING!
I pulled out my phone and tapped on the message icon.
'-Ntsakela.
Hey Steph, we miss you already. Send us lots of pics! And we hope you have a great flight.'
I typed back a message and attached the picture of the jet that I managed to sneak while everyone was busy.
'Hey Kela!
Guess what...
I'm travelling in a jet! A freaking black jet!
How cool is that!?
I miss you guys too hey.
It's so awkward with these people and I think Dylann is trying to flirt with Irina, but you know how she is.
They're all giving me the evil glare. Bruh, like, I've never been so scared in my life.
LOL!
Kyle also keeps giving me very weird looks that are giving me chills down my spine. His been staring at me a lot more since school started...
Oh! Remind me to get my own private jet when we are all successful and somehow famous, you guys would love it!'
I sent the message and attached a whole lot of emoji faces in between. I couldn't wait to send them pictures of the place of where I will actually be training.
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Heathen Series - Changed
FantasyHaunted by trauma, Stephanie seizes an escape through an army scholarship program, only to uncover a sinister plot that transforms her into a Heathen at the cost of her memories. Battling inner darkness and the General's twisted obsession, she must...
