I pressed into Wyatt's shoulder. Partially because I was intimidated by the "escorts" and partially because I wanted to. He looked at me and just stared into my eyes. His eyes were so beautiful. They were so crystal clear with waves of different shades of blues swirling and connecting.
I turned away. I can't like him. I don't even know him. The escort lead us down a hallway. There weren't any doors and other hallways just a straight, lighted hallway. We continued walking until we came to two doors, side by side. We walked inside and it was huge. A closet full of black clothes with an acception of some lounging clothes and regular jeans and t-shirts.
"Shye, this is your room. All these clothes belong to you and have been correctly sized to fit your body. Your room is the same, Wyatt. Your rooms are side by side. When you hear this..." the escort walked a little to the side and pressed a button on his keychain. A loud sound erupted from speakers. He continued,"You will need to report to the conference room for a case. You will begin training on Monday until then you will have time to do whatever you wish, except seeing.your family. Your forbidden to have any outside contact with your family. You may only speak to outside sources when its necessary for a case." With those words the escort left.
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Injustification: The Beginning of Ashes
Dla nastolatkówShye and Wyatt two teenage misfits are chosen as government cops. When they find that being a government cop really means killing innocent people they start to rebel. Leaving both Shye and Wyatt scarred far beyond repair. Can they mend the country b...
