The Chosen Six

Chapter One: Tara

Chapter One: Tara

May 23rd was the day that my life went from good to... Well... A different type of good. The type of good that has no good in it at all. I was the most popular girl in school at Brook High School and I was well known for my fashion line called One Step Up. I walked into hell (AKA school) that morning with my hair up in a high ponytail and a new shirt on feeling perfect. Jason walks up to me "hey bae. Wanna... You know... 'Study' tonight?"

"No one likes you Jason just go away." I say back knowing that when I get sassy he likes me even more. I get drifted away and before I know it I have to go into first period for the start of the day. I fall asleep in my first period. It's that class that you add numbers. What is it called again? Oh yeah its math.

As I am walking to second I see 2 men come out of the office in black FBI uniforms. I assume it is probably because of Mr. Gee who was caught raping this one girl in our school. Good thing I am too dumb to be in his class. I could never make it into Algebra are you kidding?!

I head on into second period and just about five minutes into class there is an announcement made by Mrs. Lofe. She sounds very frightened when she says that all students have to go to the auditorium for a blood test by the FBI. As soon as they said this I was sure it wasen't about Lauren getting raped. If the FBI wanted to test every ones blood it must be something bigger then this. Our class walks in the hallway single file and of course we are screaming on the top of our lungs trying to find out what is going on. As we get into the auditorium we find out that everyone is just as loud as us and it gets so loud that an officer starts to speak up.

" IF I HEAR ONE MORE PERSON TALK OUT OF TURN I WILL SHOOT YOU!" That really did shut everyone up. I go on my phone. 6 new messages.

Jason- Hey bae everything will be alright... You wont get shot on my watch.

Lily- DUDE WTF IS GOING ON?!?

Lauren- Dude do you think this is because of me and Mr. Gee?

Alex- Are we all going to die?!?

Mac- Hey sexy. Party at my house. Beer provided. Show up at 8

Mom- Where are my e-cigs???

I don't respond to my moms because I took them and she would kill me if she found out. I had totally forgotten about that until I saw her text. I pull one out of my hoodie pocket and take a puff. I don't know why I am nervous but I feel like my whole world is going to change because of this. I see that I am next in line so I put away my phone and the E-cigs

"Next" says the man who is from the FBI and drawing the blood. His voice is very manly. Sexy. I roll up my hoodie sleeve and hold out my arm, shaking. "Don't worry, it is more then likely not you." I wonder what that is supposed to mean but before I can say anything he sticks the needle in my arm. I try to walk back but he tells me to hold tight. He scans the blood and a beeping noise comes out of the scanner. All of the agents turn and look at me.

"Am I in trouble?" I say frightened. Maybe they are checking for weed in our systems. No, there would have been a lot more beeps. The officer stands up and holds up a microphone.

"Thank you very much everyone but we don't need to test anymore blood. We got our girl. Everyone may go to class and have a nice day." Suddenly my phone starts vibrating in my back pocket. I obviously can't check it there but it goes off about 25 times. Everyone is as clueless as I am and they are more then likely all asking me what I did this time. The officers take me outside the school and huddle around me in one big circle. One guy pulls out one of those old fashion tape recorders and hits the record button.

"State your name" The one officer barks this at me. Now I am seriously freaking out.

"Tara. Tara Holman. Why do you need to know this? Why do you need me? What did I do?" A lady walks into the circle. She looks nice but something tells me not to trust her right away.

"Please Tara calm down. Everything is going to be fine." She says in a calming voice, but too high pitched. She is talking to me like I am five. "Now we need a recording of you so just answer the questions and we need you to say only that. Ok?"

"Ok" I say, still a bit uneasy.

"State your name" The officer barks at me again.

"Tara Holman." I state my name with confidence. With 'I am Tara Holman and nothing can shoot me down' confidence.

"Date of birth" The officer now a bit more calm but still uneasy.

"September 17th 1997" I say still with that confidence. He asks me a couple of more questions and then puts away the tape recorder. "Mam we are going to have to put you in a holding room for a wile because your blood came out negative to a test."

"What test?" I say confused and frightened.

"A test testing if you are human." And that is when they stabbed a shot into me and I knocked out.