As we approached Dr. Larson's office, the guard pulls me to an empty hallway.
"Just remember, do what he says and don't try to hurt him. You know what happens if you do." He yanks my arm and we keep walking.
We walk up to a door with a desk next to it. Sitting there, was a young lady, not older than 20, maybe 18 or 19.
"Is this Miss. Alexandra?"
"Yes. I'm surprised that you didn't call her by her number." He said, looking surprised.
"Well, Dr. Larson said from now on, call the ten by their first names." She presses a button and I hear Larson's voice on the other ends. "She is here."
"Great. Let her in."
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Larson's office is huge. Well, compared to my 20x20 foot box I live in. On the right, there is a huge leather sofa and what looks like a coffee machine. On the left, not much besides a plant. In front of me, a desk which overlooks the Puget Sound.
"Do you like the view?" A voice says behind me. "I personally love it. Especially when it is sunny and clear. Besides that, the real reason I wanted here was to talk about my son. He is going on tour around the campus in a couple of days and I would like him to see you and your fellow ten "friends?" " He asks.
"They are more like my siblings now."
"Okay, you and your "siblings". I want you to be your best and convince him that he will fit in here."
"Whatever." I say. "But, I will have to talk about it with my crew." I burst out laughing. "They are my crew." I keep laughing while the guard escorts me back to my room.
"I hope they will convince him to stay."
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