Radar

The First Trial

Olivia's alarm started beeping at 7:30 in the morning, and she rolled out of the nest of blankets, hair looking like a ball of wool just torn apart by a cat. Bagel flopped out of his cat tree and decided that it was time for food.

Meowwwwwwwwww

Meowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

MEOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Oh shut up Bagel, I'm coming." She complained.

The food rattled into the bowl, and Bagel scoffed it down like it was one singular grain of whatever cats eat. She hopped in the shower and scrubbed herself until covered in foamy white soap. The water rushed down her body like a waterfall, and her hair absorbed most of the water that came out of the shower head. She grabbed her shampoo and rubbed it into her scalp. After rinsing out the foam, she climbed out of the shower and dried herself with a towel.

Knock knock knock

"Just a second!" Oli called towards the door.

She hurriedly put on some clothes and opened the door. Neptune strolled into the room and plonked himself down onto her desk chair, lime coloured blazer billowing behind him as the wind swept through the window that was ajar.

"Morning Olivia! Lovely day isn't it?" He exclaimed, fiddling with his buttons as to distract from the anxious, wiggling foot. (Wiggling foot count: 5)

"Don't play dumb!" Oli said, "You're just as nervous about this meeting as I am even though you're not the one going through the trials."

"I know, I know. I'm nervous for you! I mean, you might not even get through the first trial! Do you know what the first one is?"

"No."

"Well neither do I! I've been doing all that I can to try and find out what the first trial is, and Madam Carrie will not tell me a thing! For crying out loud, it's like trying to get a stubborn, dynamic toddler to go to bed!"

"Right. Well, no matter what the first thing is, I have to do it. I'm not gonna chicken out. My whole family doesn't know I exist anymore, my friends think I never even lived, and the only thing I have that remembers me from the Lost State is this stupid fat cat who can't even talk! I've lost so much to get here and I'm not going to let it all be for nothing. I'm going to get into this unit."

"If that was meant to be your special 'main character' speech, it didn't work."

"I know."

"Right, well. You seem to need to get a lot done before the trial, so I'll leave you to it. Be ready in half an hour."

"Ok."

It wasn't long until Neptune was elsewhere, and Olivia was stood by the dresser, hairdryer buzzing and whirring with hot air. The strong blow felt good on Oli's face, after all, her hair was soaked, and dripping all over the towel she had wrapped around her shoulders. She brushed her fingers through her inky black locks, and let out a sigh as she heard the droplets cascade down to the laminate floorboards. 5 minutes later and her hair was silky smooth and perfectly dry. She slipped on some black and white Nike airforces and pulled out a simple, small, black backpack, then placed her phone into the bag and pulled the zip shut.

"Right, you ready?" Asked Neptune, with an anxious, wiggling foot. (Wiggling foot count:6)

"Yep, let's go."

"Guess whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat."

"What, Neptune."

"Oh come on! It's something exciting!"