After a few weeks of asking, begging, then finally pleading, Aaron agrees to let Avery come to a meeting.
Aaron stands with Idris in the park near Avery's house. They are standing on a bridge. Aaron is leaning with his arms crossed on the railing, observing the dark water. Idris stands, her back leaning against the railing with her hands in her jacket pockets. "When will she be here?"
"Probably soon," Idris replies. Aaron picks up a stone on the that rests on the bridge and skips it across the water.
"Hello," Avery greets. Idris suddenly notices a few things at once as her heart stops. She speaks with a slight accent and a soft smile. Her eyes appear almost amber in the sunlight. Her thoughts are cut off by Aaron responding.
"Hello Miss Lemaire, it's nice to finally meet you." He shakes her hand. "I've heard so much about you," he says, tilting his head in the direction of Idris. Idris' face turns red. "My name is Aaron Moon, but call me Aaron."
"Pleasure to meet you, Aaron, but I insist that you call me Avery."
"Then Avery, let's introduce you to the gang."
"Are you coming Idris?" Avery asks, looking back at her.
"Of course," she replies, moving to Avery's side. As they walk Avery takes Idris' hand.
"Let's pick up the pace, it's going to be dark out soon," Aaron says cooly.
"This is Rosaline, Caleb, Lily, and Jason," Idris introduces, pointing to each person in turn. Rosaline shrugs, Caleb grins, Lily waves, and Jason smiles.
"Pleasure to meet you guys," Avery replies happily.
Aaron states, "What is it that you can do for us Miss Le- Avery?"
"I may be able to get you onto my mother's computer server, which contains some military information."
"How do you propose we do that?"
"I can get you into my house during a party, from there it should be simple to bypass the basic security on the computer itself," She pauses, calculating, "And it would be in exactly ten days."
"Would we be drawing any attention to ourselves?"
"If three or so of you come you should blend in."
"Excellent," Aaron replies.
Idris stares at herself in the mirror. She wears a tight scarlet dress, tights that perfectly match her skin tone, and black high heels. The dress falls just above her knees and has a slight v-neck. Her raven hair is combed to the right. There is a knock at her door. She stumbles slightly as she walks over and opens the door. Aaron stands at the door, wearing a suit and tie. His eyes widen slightly.
"Wow," he manages.
"I look ridiculous."
"Not in comparison to the other people who will be there. Do you have the flash drive?"
"One sec," Idris replies, carefully walking over to the bed and grabbing the expensive-looking clutch resting on the rough covers. "I'm ready," Idris states and Aaron smiles.
YOU ARE READING
Outcasts
Science Fiction"In the twenty second century civilization has crumbled from war. From the ashes rose a new society of the survivors, but it is worse than ever before." Idris Summers, a truculent nineteen year-old, is part of the lowest class of society, which is g...
