Undertermined

Prolouge and Introduction

PROLOGUE:

My name is Penelope. I am fifteen this year. And expecting my gift very soon. That is if I get one.

When the war of the world broke out only a few hundred were smart enough to find places to hide. Underground. Not 2 meters under ground with awesome television cable and electronics, my flying car parked under me like thousands did, We hid 10 meters underground trying to find warmth and survive we stayed under for a year. When I came up the thousand with televisions and flying cars under the surface had died off and only a handful of people were left. I was born 100 years later. We have never surfaced before because horrific man eaters are up there and people who were so badly effected by nuclear war that they have been driven insane.

How do we know?

Our leaders, The Governers, told us so. They have told us everything about the war. How the people who started it only wanted the best for humanity and how they thought everyone who had diseases, illnesses and so much more terrible things should honourably come up and kill themselves. They wanted to make a healthy human race.

This failed. They made war.

An all out war started up on every state. The ones who started the war saw it had gotten out of hand, they hid underground with their televisions and were killed off as they too were imperfections.

Now we live happy lives going about our business daily but the is a catch, a consequence to make sure that war never starts again. This consequence is our lives a completely ruled by The Governors. They choose what we eat what we do and it comes up on our planners where we are meant to be, who we are meant to talk to on the way there and how long we are meant to take to get there. We CAN bend the rules but inky slightly or it might affect what we are meant to talk, think and do. This is the cost if living and freedom.

INTRODUCTION:

I am expecting, a gift that is. My mother received her at the age of 12 her gift was to turn invisible, which in our society is pretty much useless due to the fact that we have to stick to a tight schedule and the fact that we must see at least one person on our journey there if we are late we are reported. The Governors they do not know of our gifts. They are 'blissfully unaware' of our gifts they stay in there tower 'governing' us keep us in order. They never leave the tower and people who come in rarely come out. I have never seen in the building, I do not want to. But all the people who have went in there have not received any gifts and if they had they had to closely guard there secret.

My mother says I should be getting my gift at the latest of 16. So am I running out of luck fast. We have stats that only one in fifteen people receive the gift and each as different as the last. So when I found out that after 16 our body has matured and we are not growing anymore due to being more evolved then I as any other teenage girl would do freaked. The scientists said that I am most likely to receive one due to my mother AND father having gotten one but still there sometimes is a loop hole. My fathers gift was that he was capable of reading people's minds, this got too out of hand and to this day I refuse to speak about him and what happened although being in such a close society doe not help everyone knows what happened and of course it does come up in conversations yet I am being stubborn as per usual. I spend one hour a night having my thoughts to myself not having to do anything this is as The Governors say 'Good for our health' though I doubt that living underground is good for our health. I have exactly seven minutes before I have to get up and order 'Mac and cheese' my luxury dish for the month. How do I know this? My schedule tells me this, and I am not allowed to move until my mother calls me in two minutes to which I must take five minutes to get down stairs. Although it may seem very unfair and our lives are ruled I do not know any different and I was born and raised like this. Only sometimes will our schedules bend and our lives alter being cut short. But that is a one in a million chance. And somehow it happened to our family.

''Penelope! Your Luxury dish needs to be ordered.'' My mother says in a sing song voice.

I lay still knowing I must take 5 minutes so I lay for 3 and stroll down the stairs in two.

''They know what I am gong to order I don't see the point in this. Me having to get up and order some meal they have already prepared just to keep our lives in check. It's ridiculous" I say so calmly but anger stirs beneath me soon I know it will be too much and it will erupt in chaos all I hope is that it does not happen when I am around some one who will not approve of it and report it. Then- no that will NOT happen.

"Penelope! YOU KNOW THERE ARE CAMERAS AND VOICE RECORDERS AROUND HERE! Don't you DARE say that EVER again," she warned me. My mother although very beautiful and probably the happiest and yet the most unfortunate person I know, also has the shortest temper of anyone I know. But of course they predicted that so it was dealt with.

"Sorry. But, well this is going to sound clique, but do you ever wonder of a life beyond this? Where we get to see Sol and have no artificial lighting?" I asked pushing the boundaries that I knew my mother had. She of course knew that I was pushing them too.

"Yes, I do. But unless you have the uttermost dangerous job of being on above ground wander, then you'll never find out and you know what you are to be," She said calming down knowing that this was a touchy topic and yelling about it would not solve her problems.

"And what might that be then?" I asked pondering, knowing how proud she was.

"My dear Penelope. You are to officially be a-"

She was rudely cut off by our ordering system.

"Penelope Ava Wilde has not order her Macaroni and Cheese. Order within the next 20 seconds or you will be taken under supervision of the Governors for the next 4 weeks." The ordering service started to count down backwards from twenty. Quickly I punched in Order Combo no.24. My favourite.

"Thank You. Your dish will be ready in 10 minutes." The ordering service barked at me. Immediately my clock turned to ten minute count down.

"Continue mother," I calmly faced her seeing her eyes wide with shock and fear. I turned to look at my self in our mirror. Grime branches out around it but I looked beyond that and saw something I had never seen before. I had received my gift.

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Authors Note: Thanks for reading. It does take me a while to wrote this so just bear with. If you have any recommendations I would love to hear them and any questions too. Hope you liked it.