Separated

Chapter 1 - One Freaking Week

Hi everyone!

So this is my first story, but I think the subject is pretty original, if I may say so myself. I read a lot of books on Wattpad and wanted to write one myself. Just going to give it a try, little bit scared to put it online, actually, but for everything a first time so here I go..

PS. The cover is made by ViolettaBlack. Read her stories, they're awesome and she's golden :)

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Chapter 1 - One Freaking Week

"... And that's why you should behave humble but seductive during your very first visit. Every young man who gives you his adress counts, young ladies. I am sure you will understand by now..." And that's how the rambling continues. While Ms. Beckett continues teaching us about 'the most important things about you behaviour during your first visit' I start drawing on my notebook. At least, I try to. An empty space in or on my notebook is rare, since I do this every lesson.

I really couldn't care less about my first visit. That is my way of looking at these useless things. However, I am probably the only one in this whole school who doesn't care about visits or anything that has something to do with it.

"Ms. Raybould, could you tell us the basics of the first visit?" Ms. Beckett was standing in front of my desk, looking at me with a smug expression on her face.

Ugh, really? The woman must have gone nuts. I've known the basics since I was a seven year old. Just like every other girl on this side of the planet. 

I rose from my seat and with a bored expression I started to recite the words that I've known for 10 years:

"On the other half of the planet Earth, are the second half of the human species living who are called men. When a girl reaches the age of 18, they are sent to that half of the planet, away from home. During 2 months you should socialize with men and after these two months you are send back home. Before a girl starts her journey back home she has to wait on the airport for exactly one hour to receive the adresses from the young men who are interested in her. The young men have to give their adresses personally, otherwise the correspondence via letters won't be started."

I sat back down on my chair and looked at Ms. Beckett. 

"Very good, Scarlett! And we all know that you are the last student to turn 18 next week, and after that we will be visiting the Men's World!" Excited laughter and chatter rose from the classroom. Brilliant. Just brilliant...