The Chosen Ones: Awaken (On Hiatus)

Chapter 7

Right before I got up to leave my room, a chiming noise went off. I jumped, startled. What was that?! A computerized voice answered my question.

"The time is now 18:00. Please make your way to the cafetorium for dinner."

I wonder if there's a schedule I have to follow... Probably.

I left my room, quickly and quietly, making my way down to the lunch room. I was the first one there.

Awkward if you ask me. I looked around. I suppose I just grab a plate and go through the nonexistent line. So I did just that. I looked over the food bar area. For dinner, it appeared we were having stew. There were a couple variations of it, for the picky eaters most likely.

Looks like you're getting the hang of deductive reasoning.

"Well, it's fun, and giving me something to do more or less. Makes me feel smart."

You're smarter than you know. You'll learn in time.

Another obscure comment. Go Companion.

I looked over the soups and read their descriptions. The first soup was heavy with veggies. Hunks of meat bobbed around the carrots and green beans.

Contains green beans, carrots, corn, onions-

Stop. Hold the phone. Onions? Nope, not happening. Moving on!

I felt Companion snicker inside my head.

Looks like you're one of those picky eaters.

"Hmph."

I moved on to the next soup, scanning the descriptions. Less veggies, still had onions. Big fat x over that. The next soup looked desolate and forlorn. Carrots and potatoes swam around with beef chunks, looking tantalizing, but slightly empty. I looked at it closer. I didn't see any onions so far. Better check the description to make sure. No onions! Yay! Well, there's onion powder in it, but at least I don't have to feel the sliminess of it.

How would you know if cooked onions felt slimy?

"How do I know how to talk and read?"

Good point.

Smiling triumphantly, I grabbed the ladle and was about to pour the delicious soup onto my plate when a voice suddenly came from behind.

"A little hard to eat soup from a plate don't you think? A bowl would be much better suited." I dropped the ladle back into the pot and turned around.

A boy that was a couple of inches taller than me had his arms cross with an amused smile on his face. "The bowls are next to the plates if you didn't notice." A soft accent slipped melodically from his lips.

I stared at him, mouth slightly agape. He had the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. And I've seen many strange eye colors today.

They were a stunning gold, with even brighter gold flecks dancing around his irises.

Wait. Hold up. He just startled me and I'm focusing on his eyes? What in the world?

"You're going to catch flies if you don't close your mouth soon." I promptly shut my mouth as I felt colour creep into my cheeks.

"S-sorry." I mumbled. "You startled me." He gave a soft laugh.

"I noticed that." He smiled. "You just awakened today right? A seed." I knitted my brow in confusion.

"A seed?" Again, he laughed.

"That's what we call the newly awakened. We're known as flower children right? Well, flowers start as seeds."