Jack Daniel's Friends and Their Ridiculously Helpful Powers

Chapter Ten: Overthinking

         "Where have you been?" asked Eva when I came back to the cafeteria.

"Are you suffering from LBM?," Oil asked. I just shook my head because I'm not in the mood to talk.

"Jack, Meet Froye Millard, our new friend," Radar said. I gave my hand to the Froye Guy.

I went back to what I'm thinking. Our conversation with Mr. Kruegre flashes back in my mind. Why did he said that all to me? Why did he knew I was curious about the Dome's system. I am not afraid. Even though the Dome is full of eyes which I meant cameras, I will find out the truth. I want to know what is really happening here.

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"That's an incredible idea, Froye!" Radar screamed.

"What do ya think?" Eva ask while shoving  my shoulder.

"Huh? I, uhh what idea?" I asked because of being absent minded.

"Froye said that he found an abandoned building at the back of the woods here. And it might be our place, you see chilling and exercise our abilities," Oil explained.

"Yeah, Nice," I said.

"So this Saturday?" asked Froye.

"No, we have class on LCM, remember?" Eva demanded.

"Oh yeah, how about Friday afternoon?" asked Froye again. They all said deal.

"I'm gonna bring some champagne and drinks for you guys," he added.

"How will you do that?" Paul asked.

"Well, I have money and that guard over there loves money," he said while pointing out the security guard in the main gate.

Oh, I see he'll pay the guard to buy stuffs for him. After a while, the conversation went on our ideas on what LCM is. Radar said that maybe it is a training where all of our abilities are being enhance so that we will be added on the Upper Class.

"Not bad", I thought. Yeah, maybe Radar is right. We also could help as said by Mr. Kruegre. We will be included in the army that they are making.

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After a long chitchat and a bunch of foods that is treated by Froye, everyone decided to take a rest in their rooms.

"Goodbye guys, see you tomorrow," Froye said. We all parted ways but Radar and I walked together towards the building.

"Froye is cool," Radar complemented.

"What?" I asked.

"Jack? What's happening to you? You seemed out of nowhere today?" Radar asked.

"No, I'm okey it's just I need to rest." Radar nodded and went inside our room. Radar get a book from his shelf and went on his bed. I feel warm and hot. I am not comfortable so I took off my shirt and went into my bed. Our conversation with Mr. Kruegre flashes again in my mind.

"Your ability is amazing Jack but it cannot fight the bad people who are against us. They are villains. That's why you and your friends belong to Lower Class because your abilities cannot be used as defense, weapon, armory and for killings. There's an upcoming war Jack. This institution is built to produce army and those army are the Upper Class. They are the perfect inventions. While you are worthless!"

Mr. Kruegre said on my mind. My eyes are widely open but why I am dreaming. Mr. Kruegre calls us worthless. Even though he didn't said that frankly to me, what he said in the office is somehow has the same idea of calling us worthless. I also thought about the books in the office. Why did Mr. Kruegre said that the book that I have touched is mine? There is really something special about that book.

"Froye has the ability to change the emotion of the surroundings," Radar said as I asked what makes Froye cool.

"So you mean he can make us happy?" I grilled again.

"Yes, exactly. It has to do with the hormones in our body," Radar said while still reading his book.

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Suddenly there's a knock on our room's door and Radar opened it. It was Pink Guy.

"What's up Paul?" Radar said and went back on his bed.

"Can I come in?" asked Paul. "Yes, but please don't touch anything," Radar said. I laugh at the thought that all of our things will turn into pink.

"Well, I won't. You see, I'm here because I want you to know that the Upper Class will have acquaintance party on their own. It will be next week. There are rumors that we also have acquaintance party but it will be hosted by our pedagogues," Paul said.

"Well, that's not fair," I said. I imagined a boring party with other Lower Classes and there are pedagogues watching.

"How about we go to the Upper Class party?" I suggested.

"We are not allowed and also not invited,"Paul said.

"Then, we go even if were not allowed. A thousand Upper Classes will go to that party, they will not notice us," Radar said.

"And to do that, we must blend in, by blending in means we will be Upper Class," I added.

I must not think too much about our conversation with Mr. Kruegre, I must forget about it and have fun here in the Dome.