The Ace of Swords

Chapter 8

I sit at our table and eat the food I was given. There was more food than usual and the cafeteria was empty. We were late for lunch but I didn't expect it to be empty. All the kids that are normally here are gone except for us and the Blues. We are the only ones on here. Today all the guards but Sanders left and he is our only guard. I would escape if it weren't for the tracker somewhere in me. There are also cameras everywhere so it's probably not the best time to escape.

"Where do you think everyone is? There's no way they would miss a meal. No one ever misses a meal. What if they changed their mind and now they are going to kill us," Dawn whispers. She is hysterical to the point of tears at this point.

"Stop being a worry wart. They are not going to kill us. If they wanted us dead they would have killed us earlier," Will says trying to ease her fears.

"Well if you want to get technical they already did try to kill us our first day here. They would probably love to try again," I said with a shrug. I feel bad though when dawn breaks down in tears.

"In what world did that seem like a good thing to say?" Will glares at me as he says this.

"Well it's true! I mean it's not like we are that valuable to them. We are only here to serve one purpose and that's to make them money. We already know they have more than one facility like this so we clearly are not one of a kind. In my book and there's we are expendable," I counter.

"That doesn't mean we want to hear it. We like thinking that we are special and won't be killed off like some rat," Will shouts. It's the first time he has ever raised his voice at one of us.

"Well that thinking will get you killed. Don't take it out on someone else just because they live in the real world," Erin surprisingly comes to my defense. Everyone around us looks as shocked as I am.

"Um, thanks?" I say.

He, of course, glares back at me and says,"whatever" before leaning back in his chair. I swear he's bipolar or something.

"Well alrighty than. If y'all are done staring at Erin like he has two heads we can move into more fun topics," Callie picks at her fingernails and smiles.

"Like what?" Will asks giving her an odd look.

"Like what do you guys want to be. I mean obviously we don't get to choose but if you could. Would you be a fighter like the Reds or take the easy way out by being a Yellow or would you be one of the vindictive Oranges?" Callie's has a smirk on her face and I can see her already guessing what we will pick.

"I'm doing Yellow," Dawn says first. We all kind of knew that.

"Me too" Will agrees," I don't want to die".

"I'm going to be a Red. There is no way I'm being a servant for anyone," Decker says and again I already knew that.

"I agree Decker. I will be one too," Callie says with a smile. Okay, that one I did not know. They all now stare at me and I shift awkwardly in my seat. I don't know what to say or if I should even answer.

"Umm, well, I'm not really sure. I don't like any of the options really. I guess I'll have to just deal with wherever they put me," I shrug. It's the truth. All the options suck. I don't want to fight or be a slave or be evil. I mean really why would I want to be any of those things.

"You haven't even thought about which one you want more? There isn't even one that stands out more than the others? I don't believe you," Callie fold her arm over her chest and humphs in annoyance.

"Honestly no. I originally wanted to be a Blue, but that's not an option. I don't want to be anything else," I sigh and glare at Callie. I hate being put on the spot.