Chapter 1- The opportunity

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My eyes were fogged up from the damp atmosphere, with an equally damp heart. I glared at the sky. My clan always wandered the earth, for a place to call 'Home', but that never happened to us, earning us the title 'Nomads'. A voice boomed inside my head.

"Jennie, wake up from your daydream! Jennie, you moron." Irene yelled towards me. I fixed my gaze to her.

Irene was supposed to be my best friend, after all, we were practically twins. Yet, there was one minor detail that made me better than her. My intelligence. My family would always remind me that my mind was a blessing. It was to strong for my kind. It deserved better, but the greatest always had the hardest lives. Of course, she was everything that made up of a perfect Nomad. I hated it, because it made my family have less freedom than her's. I was smart to know that home was a thing both of us will never find.

"Okay Irene, but don't you know that it's impolite to call your friend a moron when you are the true moron in this case?" I joked. She rolled her eyes at me.

"Haha, very funny, but at least I definitely know that's Jennie." Irene sarcastically groaned. I gave my signature smirk.

"Anyways, throw your luggage down, I think this is it ." Irene instructed. I placed my suitcase down onto the earth's surface and unzipped my suitcase open. My mom and dad made our tent. The colour of it was a mix of magenta and burgundy, stiches, and dirt.

"Jennie, could you come here and help me patch up this tear?" My mom asked me, as she pointed to the tear. It gave clues that an animal with huge claws tore it. I skipped over to my mom's side to help her out.

"Why are you asking me to sow this? I'm horrible at sewing." I complained.

"Its better to be multi talented." My mom adviced. It was normal of mom to say that to me. Even though I was brilliant, she still told me to try new things. SNAP. I spun my head around, to reveal that the sound was coming from the nearby bushes surrounding the campsite. All of us were frozen. Dead silence fell upon the area.

"Crap, all the damn twigs. Oh! Are you the Nomads? Cause if you are, the City of Tommorow has an offer!" A man in clean cut clothing exclaimed. I was dumbfounded. How could a Nomad be offered something from a City-Dweller?

"I'm sorry, but we believe that us Nomads cannot interfere with your kind! So if you mind, than I suggest you leave us for good!" Irene snapped. I felt pity for the man.

"Irene, give him a chance to speak." I ordered.

"Thank you, anyways, my name is Namjoon Kim, one of the architects at the City of Tommorow. The Yesterday University, the most prestigious school, has been in need of one more student to learn there. Due to that reason, the City would like to see if there is raw talent in one of you Nomads." Namjoon explained.

"How do we get in then?" A man blurted . I wasn't surprised. I was sure enough that all of us were wanting to ask the same thing.

"Simple, take this test. You all will be timed. Whoever completes it first with the majority of the answers right will be given the opportunity." Namjoon informed, as he gave us papers and pencils. He immediately started his clock right after he handed everything out.

"Home. All I wanted in my life. But, I cant leave my family. Maybe, I should do this for my family. Maybe, I would belong there" I thought to myself. I scribbled through my test, with the word 'Home' trapped in my mind.

"Namjoon, sir, I think I'm done with my test..." Irene exclaimed. He came over and snatched it out of her hands, and read through it. Irene put an evil look on her face. For once in my life, I was praying that she failed. I was boiling mad. I sped myself up.

"I'm done Namjoon." I said. Namjoon pranced over to me and took my test out of my hands. He flashed a dimpled smile at me.

"I'm happy to say this because we've got ourselves a winner, Jennie Kim!" Namjoon announced.

"Hello Tommorow!" I thought to myself.

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