The Monsters We Are

Part I: Biological Freaks

Small chatter filled the white room where the teenagers of Section A ate, each one of them in their own little friend groups and cliques.

"Hey, have any of you seen Eli this morning? I haven't seen him in like 3 days." Blocky questioned, his face showing a different expression other than snark or anger.

"Didn't you hear?" Caleb started, "Eli got moved up to Red, now he's stuck with that... that idiot!"

"Dude, why do you and Fred have such malice between you two?" Pen said with a bored face, "And plus, there's another in Red than just Fred and Eli."

"Well William's a coward, so that doesn't count!" Caleb shrugged off.

"You got that right," Blocky added on.

"Anyways, back to Fred. I hate him so much!" Caleb had stood up and continued ranting, getting the attention of everyone else in the room, including the one of the people who supervised them.

"Uhm... Caleb, calm down." Pen whispered, looking as the person approached closer.

"Is there a problem?" They said, getting Caleb to finally stop and freeze up like the rest of them.

"N-no, none at all..." Caleb silenced himself and sat down, the silverware now twitching and slowly bending which abruptly stopped.

"Freak." They muttered, and walked back to where they were before.

"Poor Caleb, I feel bad for him," Leafy muttered to Pat, who ate her pancakes while listening to Leafy go on and on.

"At least I'm not him."

"The least you could do is feel remorse! I mean... you both have metal abilities."

"Okay, hold up. We may both have metal abilities but that doesn't mean that we are alike, or even like each other. He's like cane sugar and I'm powdered sugar, we may sound alike, but we taste very different."

"I know, but Caleb's already in the Orange; he might get moved to Red..."

"Not my problem."

The teens talked on and on, the minutes slowly ticking past them, the room had white walls; was it to invoke the feeling of emptiness? Maybe. Each and every one of them wore a white shirt and shorts, with a wristband with their color that also administered CS. Each of them of different backgrounds and reasons for being there. Red's didn't eat with the rest of them, they were too much of a risk.

"OMG, Pence-Pence, today is like, absolutely terrible! I like, got no sleep last night. The tests went like, way too long." Match sighed as she kept talking to her best friend, Pencil.

"Tell me about it, they work us way too hard, what about you, Bea?" Pencil looked over to Bea.

"It's not too long, but you two are in doifferent in classes. It moist've been toiturous for you Pencil, I mean, you're in O class." Bea shrugged and kept eating the waffles she had.

"At least they're only once a week for us." Pencil muttered.

Just then, Bea was hit with applesauce in the back of her head, she turned around to meet Blocky's eyes, "Hey! Blocky, that woistn't noice!

"What? I didn't do anything," Blocky sneered, "Calm down before you burst, Bubble Girl." Bea frowned angrily and floated over to Blocky with the expression of 'I'm going to kick your ass.' "Aww... does the Bubble Girl wanna fight?"

Before anything could happen, the both received a massive dose of CS, knocking them both out. Their bodies went limp and hit the floor.

After breakfast, Blocky and Bea were put into their rooms to not be able to interact with anyone for the rest of the day. (Except for group testing.) Match and Pencil would death stare Blocky's friends, and they would death stare back. But as that ensued, it was time for group testing; group testing was when everyone did a test, regardless of class or safety level. Although it was meant for team building, they treated it as a competition. Every week it changed the setting, but had the same goal: Survive. It was one of the only times to see those who were in Red; which was Fred, William, and now Eli.