Cold: The Darker Side Of Evil

Chapter 1

I  jam out to my music on my mp3 player. I like classic rock music. The smooth sound helps me study. Next week is my finals to my emotionology class. Completely out of wack compared to what normal kids study in the real world. Since i'm born here, i can't help any of it. Not even my parents, Happy and Grouchy. Just as suspected, they don't get along the best. Happy, my mother, seems to be okay with it. My father couldn't care less. Normal i guess.

Ever since all these regular appearing, I've been on high alert so i wouldn't become one of them. I have to be enthusiastic about i mean everything. Failed test. Yay! Extra homework. Yoo hoo! My cousin being executed for being caught of being a regular. I hated this but Woo hoo! Joy's two rules are pure evil. I heard about the most resent one about Stubborn. How he was but to death for helping an injured girl. Pure insanity! 

I look out the window. Our appartment has the perfect view of the everlasting orchards. They outstretch over 20 miles into nothing less. At least, that's what I think. Nobody knows what's out there. I would like to know. Like to explore the world. But her I am, trapped in this cell. Prison. Like a broken record.

Everyday is the same thing. You wake up, eat, walk around the courtyard, head back to apartment, eat, nap, walk around, back to apartment, eat, sleep, repeat. Nothing changes this. Nothing breaks this. Nobody dares to go off schedule.

My best friend, Hype, is joining up with my for studying. She wants Joy gone since Stubborn was her father. With her engery and enthusiasm, she can beat just about anything. She can be even more enthusiasm than me. I'm Enthusiasm! 

My kitten, Bridget, lays on top of my study books. I laugh and remove her, placing her on my lap. I found Bridget stuck in the laundry mat in the apartment building. I dare not to ask how she got there. I'm just glad i got to her before the bots found her. Joy hates cat with all her soul. What's left of her soul. I called her Bridget from the scar on the bridge of her nose. I could've called her scar, it didn't suit her. Besides, I like Bridget is so much better.

I take my long white hair out of a high ponytail. The curly hair hit my mid back. I press my hair behind my ear and set my books all in a pile, organized for Hype. We arranged to get together at 4:30 p.m. but she never came. It's 5 p.m. and i'm starting to get worried. She's usaully 10 minutes early. 

Did she get caught being a regular? She isn't one but Joy can always jump to conclusions. I hope she didn't... get told on about rebeling against Joy and her army. Joy once arested a gingerbread for not being in shape. She sent that poor guy in the labor camp. He didn't even see it coming. I'm not kiding, it really happened. I don't even see how she finds joy in this, she truly is a monster.

After a long time. I put on my black vans and discided that I should go for a walk. I might be able to find Hype. Oh please don't be caught by Joy. Please just be lost in the building. I can't afford to loose yet another friend.

"Oh my gosh! This kid's an idiot!" I heard someone yell at the t.v. screen. I peak in the rec. room and see a bunch of guys watching a show with what looks like a yellow cheese wedge and a talking pink starfish wearing swim trunks. I never seen this show so I am curious what the commotion is. I stood behind them and watch the show.

"Oh my gosh! This kid lacks common sense!" Yelled a boy with dark brown hair. He's short but has a wicked personality. I think I met him before. What's his name? I think it was Annoyed.

"I hear you. His laugh is so scary." Says a crippled old man. He is well known as Fear. He used to be in the top five until Joy overpowered them. Now she's in the high chair. Fear is forever afraid of her. I'm done explaining.

I agree with what Fear said.  His laugh is terrifying. I will hear it in my nightmares. Laughing in my head while I try to sleep. Following me to the pool. It will forever echo in my subconscious.

"Put a freaking cork in it!" Yelled Frustrated, son of Anger. Frustrated has long back hair and has russet eyes. I used to have a crush on him in my juvenile years. Now i see him as a forever angered creep. I want him to be happy but that is against the rules.

I look back and my eyes catch onto a boy who seems to be 6 foot tall. He has deep back eyes and messy black hair. He wears a tight black muscle shirt and white sweat pants. He looks like he's not from here. Who is he and where did he come from?