Chapter 8

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It's been two weeks and we have completed our training. Impressive right? I bet mom and dad would be proud.

Zeke, Uriah, and I head to Max's office. He wanted to talk with us before we left for Nashville.

When we get there we open the door and walk right in. Pedrads don't like to knock.

Max looks up from a paper. "There you guys are. I want you to know that I'm impressed of your training and how fast you completed it." He says looking at each of us. "So you will be heading to Nashville. Tori will drive you to the airport. You will fly in a private jet."

What?! A private jet? I look at my brothers and see the same gleam in their eyes that must be in mine. I look back at Max and he chuckles. "But you won't be driving it." Max jokes being stern at us.

"Man! I couldn't wait to fly that baby and then you say I can't? Why is the world so cruel?" Uriah complains. Zeke and I fight to contain our laughter.

We leave Max's office and go to our apartment to grab our belongings. Then we go out to the parking garage to find Tori waiting by her car. We all get in and she drives off.

"So since you three finished your training in record time, you will be put in the special group in Nashville. You can be field or intelligence. You already have assigned partners. Zeke and Uriah, you guys will be partners. Tris you will meet your partner in Nashville." Tori explains to us as we drive nearer to the airport.

What? That's not fair! Why can't I be partners with one of my brothers? I feel an arm around me and I look to see it's Uriah. I rest my head on his shoulder.

We pull into the airport. But instead of dropping us off in the front like you usually do, Tori drives onto the lift off area where a jet sits ready to go. I get a big grin on my face.

Tori drops us off and leaves after giving each of us a hug and wishing us good luck. Once she leaves we start to board the jet.

I take a seat in the very back. Zeke and Uriah follow me and we all take our own row.

I feel a little tired so I pull out my sweatshirt and use it as a pillow and I slowly fall asleep.

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