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Maia
"5 years ago today, the world came to a stop. Since then, things have changed. We built ourselves up from the rubble and destruction. Rebuilt the world around the chaos that we had caused. It is a special day for all of us. The ones who never gave up, even in the depths of darkness. The ones who came together and united to fix what had broken. The ones who lived against all odds, and grew even stronger than before."
The radio crackled from somewhere behind her. Maia woke up with a sudden jolt, the sun already filtering through the closed blinds. Shit. She had to stop waking up so late.
Wiping the sleep from her eyes, Maia pulled off the covers and walked over to the radio before turning it off.
She hated the fact that people still believed BOTE, just like she had used to. Wasn't it obvious? It's not like she could say anything though.
Too many people had tried that, and too many people had disappeared.
"Just get through today. That's all you have to do." she mumbled to herself with a sigh, turning towards the back wall, littered with faded posters and discarded furniture, including a cracked, rusting mirror.
A blank face stared back at her. A girl that had lost too much, and gained little in return.
Maia pulled back her sandy blonde hair, twisting it into a bun. It was going to be a long day. All she had to do was distract herself. Changing into her clothes, she grabbed her bag and walked out.
"Maia, I'm going out. Don't wait for me for lunch." Jace called to her from the kitchen, or what was left of it.
"Just be careful, please, and don't make any stupid mistakes." she responded as she stepped into the room. He did that often.
Getting into trouble with the police, drawing attention to them, something they couldn't afford to do. Not now. Not when they were so close.
The door slammed shut, echoing through the empty hallway. She stared at the door for a second, how it slanted slightly, its hinges rotting. She'd have to fix that later.
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A clock ticked somewhere behind her, barely filling the empty silence.
There was no point in being home by herself, the walls closing in on her, bit by bit. Grabbing a pen, Maia left a note for Jace, and walked out.
She doubted he would've noticed her absence. It had been a long time since they had talked properly.
Sometimes she missed the sibling connection they used to have, the midnight conversations, when they would sneak away from their parents, but other times she knew it was for the best.
Shutting the door, Maia tossed the keys into a pile of rocks, kicking some more to hide them.
It was an early summer day, the type of day that, if you woke up at sunrise, you could hear the birds chirping, singing along to the breeze.
It would've been, that is, before the Storm. All you would hear now would be the occasional whir of a helicopter circling overhead, making sure that no one was out before curfew ended.
Technically, there was only one way into Zone 3. Through the gates. However, that hadn't stopped her or others from finding tunnels underground that led right into the marketplace.
She could almost laugh at it all. BOTE was so focused on building up the cities and bury the Storm deep underneath them, where no one would ever remember it, that they forgot about the tunnels that helped them survive it in the first place.
Maia stretched her arm out and felt the rough edges of bricks graze her hand as she walked into the tunnels, her footsteps echoing off the barren walls.
It wasn't long till a glimmer of light cascaded into the darkness. Blindly reaching up and grabbing the nearest rock, Maia pulled herself up and into an underpass, its walls decorated with graffiti.
"This isn't real" was sprayed in black and white paint, red flames outlining the words. This was the part of the city that no one really saw. The part of the city that belonged to them. The outcasts.
Hurrying off before she was caught, Maia stumbled through thick foliage before coming across a road. Finally.
The cars flew by as Maia kept her head down, fitting in with the crowd. As long as she didn't make excessive eye contact, this day would go on like any other. Get in, get out.
Picking up her pace as she rounded the corner, she crashed into a figure. Strong hands came to hers and steadied her.
Looking up in surprise, she found herself staring into a cold pair of eyes, glaring back at her. The person she had ran into couldn't be much older than her, she thought.
He had dark, fluffy hair, and her eyes followed a scar on his neck, down to where it was covered by a well-fitted, black suit.
He couldn't have been from around here. That much was obvious.
"Next time, watch where you're going." A rough voice interrupted her thoughts, before he abruptly let go, lightly shoving her off.
"Asshole." She mumbled as he walked off. Regaining her balance, she hurried off into the store.
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Teen Fiction"It was never meant to turn out this way." she whispered into the darkness, to anyone who was listening. It's been 2 years since her world ended. Since those bells rang out, echoing through the streets. 5 years since everything was shut down. 1 year...
