As I waited for my cue to come on stage I felt an Erie feeling. Like something was wrong like it wasn't real it wasn't natural. I should be over joyed I was hours away from the opening night the night that would change my life; But I still felt wrong. As if on cue my phone rang over the other wise quite back stage.
I quickly stepped out side to take it and realised it was a blocked number which because of all the deadly pranks people pulled only the government was allowed to. use and the government usually only calls citizens for one reason..... drafting
" hello..." I answered quickly a all to famous answering machine began its sickening massage that has ruined the life of thousands
"Blair Brooke has been drafted to the elite spy squad. Your directions are to drop everything and go to your town government office get your identification card and wait until the bus comes to pick up the recruiters from your provenance. You have until 12:00 tonight" then the message ended it just ended and so did my life; because when things like this happen I shut down to protect my self and others because if I didn't I would be dead.
As if I was a robot I checked the time and realised it was 11:55 and the town office was at least ten minutes away I would never make it to my car on time so I Just started sprinting down the street as I saw the bus pulling out I chased it down and it came to a halting stop. Opening the door I walked to it knowing that they probably picked up my card and could identify me on the bus. And they did.
Seeing all the people I knew from my province and around school broke my heart. Many of the people on the bus were around my age but some were older and some were younger. I saw a boy that looked around ten who was crying looking out the window so I sat with him.
"Hi, I'm Blair what's your name" I said trying to sound as motherly as possible
"I'm Michael" he said still staring out the window.
"Where are you going I'm going to Acidite to spy" I said trying to get him to talk to me
" Your gonna be a spy? What level" he said turning around wiping his eyes
"Yeah elite who knows it might be cool"
" Yeah, I have to go to to fight on the front lines" and that shut me up realizing that this boy obviously knew he was going to die
"We're here" the bus driver yelled after a few hours
Ohhhhhh crap
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The Spy squad
ActionBlair Brooke is a fifteen year old girl growing up in dystopian America in the year 3056 now where a war has been going on since the turn of the century. in 3056 you can be drafted to war as young as ten years old not for being in combat but for s...
