The Quintilan

Chapter 1

"How much longerrrrr?" I whine. 

"Just a few more minutes, Illy" Maya says.

"You've been saying that since we fvcking started!" I shouted.

"Illy, lower your voice! Your loud mouth will lead them straight to us!" says Rhea.

"Rhea, you have been saying that ever since we started this and none of them has ever found us." I stated in a tired tone.

She just glares at me and says, "Well sorry for being the only person in this group thinking about our safety."

"Guys! Stop fighting and keep walking!" exclaimed Michelle.

"Ugh!" I said.

We have been walking for about eleven hours!-Actually two hours- Oh shut up smarty-ass!-As I was saying before my inside voice rudely interrupted me, we have been walking for a long time and haven't even rested for a single minute!- We rested three times actually after the last camp- Why can't you just shut up for a few minutes? Anyway- Why must my life be so hard? Oh I know why! Because of those retards thinking that making a place where old smarties rule whatever we do in our life is an amazing idea!- The government made that decision and I have a theory that it was the President's idea to control- Not now, inside voice, I don't have time with your annoying theories right now. So as I was saying- Oh how I wish I can just rip out their brains and feed it to the wolves! Now we have to run for our lives to a place where the Q-police will never find us. But sadly the people who I am going in this journey with just doesn't seem to know where the hell it is. Why haven't I just abandoned them you ask? Because I love them way too much to let them go somewhere dangerous and then die.

I just wish the government would stop the hell that they created for us. I wish we could go back to our families. I wish me and the girls could just be our crazy selves again without any of us worrying about anyone coming after us and splitting us apart. I wish I can go back to the time where the only thing I had to worry about was people knowing about my secrets.

But life seems to like making people suffer, doesn't it?

It sure does

As I was thinking about my unlucky self, I didn't pay attention to what the others were saying and bumped into Maya and fell.

"Ilana! Wtf is wrong with your ears? Didn't you hear me say stop?" she yelled.

"Oh shit, i'm so sorry. I was in my head again. You alright?" I replied.

"Yeah i'm fine. But next time, please remember not to be lost in your head while walking" she says.

"Ok" I answer.

As we got up, the rest were starting to make the tents and I let out a big sigh knowing that we are finally stopping.

"I'm gunna get some wood for the fire!" shouts Michelle.

"Be careful!" says Rhea.

And I start getting our food ready. Once Michelle came back, I made the campfire and started cooking. Once I was finished, I called the others to come eat. We started talking about how long we'll be staying in this camp and where we will go next and later talked about the good old days. I started singing a foreign song that they liked and the rest started singing along with me. We laughed after we finished because of how awful we sounded and then argued about why I wasn't a famous singer when I had the chance. I'm, as always, arguing about how I don't have talent while the others fight back saying I sing better then Mariana Rande. I just stop fighting back after knowing that I will never win an argument that's about myself with them. It's like they know more about me than I do.

The girls started to get tired and headed off to the tents. I usually sleep later than the rest so right now i'm sitting near the fire and let my inside voice loose thinking about the whatever it wants, plotting whatever it wants, making theories about whatever it wants. Night is my favorite time of the day. Because it's the only time that allows me to shine bright.

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Hello to anyone who's reading this. First of all, this is my first book, so right now, I have no idea wtf I am doing. Second of all, I have no idea what made you read my book but I really appreciate it. Third of all, I know that there are a lot of grammatical errors here and I am not thinking about fixing them. (Sorry!!) And forth of all, I will update whenever I want too. Which means I could update after a few days or a few weeks, or months, but not years. Fifth of all, I seriously don't know where to go with this book that much so if you got any suggestions, I would appreciate that a lot. Sixth of all, there's no sixth of all.

So thank you again for reading these chaps and I hope it's good so far.

Have a good time, a good day, a good week, a good month, and a good year!

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