Chapter Eleven: Friday

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          I had a great sleep last night and what I felt today is more like spring because of the beautiful weather. Me and the squad went together to attend classes and it went well. Nothing unusual or special happened today because as I said it went well except that we have now our history and we met Mr. Pipins Mazart and well he's a cool teacher. Eva and Oil can't get enough of him until he said that he's 1, 523 million years old.

"He looks like 18 and he's hot," Oil said.

He told us that he stopped aging when he was 18 and that the legends about the people who lived here before is true. He belonged in Generation Z and he explained everything happened before.

"Now I know why he's hired to be a history teacher," Froye joked.

Mr. Mazart also explained that he's not around for the past few days because he was called on a meeting in the Regime. Now I'm scared of him. Even though he's pleasant, I could smell his aura. The evil aura of the Regime. They will do anything to find ways of improving the world even if it cost lives.
                                
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Our biology also went well except for Mr. Renn that seems always scared and weird. After the all of the classes, we went to our usual area which is the cafeteria and as usual Froye treats us lunch.

"Radar, Jack and I talked about the parties last night." Paul said while drinking Cold Mentos, that's what they call to a soda that has Mentos in it. I don't usually drink such thing cause I find it disgusting.

Everyone kept asking about the parties and then Radar explained evething including the breaking of the rules and we will be disguising as Upper Classes.

"How will we do that?" Froye asked.

"By studying how an Upper Class moves?" Oil suggested. "Sort of," I said.

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Another day is done and we all went to our rooms. I stopped thinking about my parents by the way cause it makes me much more lonely. I just thought of the fact that being here is not that bad. Friday morning, I am very excited because Froye's gonna show us the abandoned building and wow! I am gonna drink champagne and more. Wait? When did I got excited of drinking? I am not even an alcoholic person.

I remember those days back in our wineshop when I tried every new delivery of beverages. I sort of tasted all the beverages that a drunk man would drink. I can have the title "Most taste beverages tasted by a 10 year old" whatsoever.

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The classes went well again and nothing out-of-the-way happened. Well, there is we saw the the ability of Ms. Kri which is number manipulation when she moves all the numbers that is written on the board. We had piano lessons in our music class which Froye is very good at. At the midst of the class, I thought of one thing out of nowhere.

"What is the ability of Mr. Kruegre?" I don't know where that thought came from. Then I thought about Jane. What's so special about that girl? I will not admit that I'm enticed by her because it's not right.

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When the classes are over we decided to go into the abandoned building. We went at the back of the Dome buildings where the woods is located. We saw a guard in there we cannot pass trough. We thought of ways that could help us to get through.

"Let's just go back, this is risky!" Oil demanded.

"Or we could just go even if he's there, who cares?" Froye said and went forwardly to the woods and we all followed.

"What are you doing here?! You are not allowed in here!" the guard shouted with authority.

"Nice plan Froye," I hissed.

"Wait Mr. Guard, uhhm will you please let us pass? We just wanted to see a glimpse of what's out there," Eva said seductively while caressing the cheeks down to the neck of the guard. I've never seen Eva like that and she's damn sexy. I could see the guys here are sweating and swallowing their salivas.

"Just go away and don't come here again please," Eva mandated. The guard did what Eva said. We laugh and sprinted to the woods.

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