The Last City

Chapter 1: The beginning

8:00 is the curfew for the city. 12:00 is when I'm leaving. I'm dressed in a black tank top, black sweatshirt, black sweatpants, and a black hat. My hair is a dark enough brown that I don't need to put it up. I have a backpack that has water, a flashlight, batteries, a nail, and a rope.

I climb out the window and walk along the house staying close to the wall. Before I turn the corner that goes to the backyard I look around the corner to make sure nobody is there. If I get caught after curfew I'll have to train like a soldier. I climb the back yard fence and run. I run to the nearest building and do as I did at my house, stay close to the wall and walk around it and go towards the back.

I see the wall and take the rope and nail out of my backpack. Having been here before, I knew what bricks were loose in the wall. I pulled those ones out to make a foot hold. I start climbing with the rope and nail still in my hand. I got to the top and put the nail in a small hole I had made the first time I came here. I tied the rope on it and started climbing down the other side. When I hit the ground I find my flashlight and look around.

I see dirt, and rubble. It looks like there was a fire and nobody thought it was worth it to rebuild anything. There is a really old looking barn and some big chunks of cement that probably used to be a building. There are a few weeds here and there. There's tiny shards of glass everywhere. I turn around and see a light shining back at me. My first thought is they found me, the soldiers found me. So I spin on my heels and run.

"WAIT, I WON'T TELL! I'M NOT A SOLDIER!"

I stop. That's exactly what a soldier would say. He just wants to get me to stop so he can make me train for life. Right? But then I realize, he's not chasing me, a soldier would chase me. A soldier wouldn't hesitate to use this to their advantage.

"Prove it!" I yell back.

"I don't have a weapon!" he says dropping his flashlight and holding up his hands.

"How 'bout a backpack." I say getting closer

"No, just a flash light."

"I'm Cadence." I say.

"Jax." He says.

"Why are you here?" I ask.

He sighs "If you put a wall in front of me, a wall that blocks my view of what is behind it, I'm going to climb it. Even if it's the last thing I do. Why are you here?"

"Because I want to know why we aren't allowed to see the other cities, and what they're hiding from us."

Now I get a better look at him because we're just two feet away from each other. He looks my age and has dirty blonde hair. He has really green eyes and pink cheeks, probably because it's almost winter. His eyebrows are brown. Girls would kill for his eyelashes. He was dressed in black too, black tee-shirt under black winter coat. His jeans were not black though, just a dark blue. He had on black tennis shoes.

"Do you want to meet here every Saturday?" He asks.

"Sure, um, what time?"

"Midnight?"

"Okay." I say.

I climb back over the wall and run home. When I get there it is 4:00. Good thing it's Saturday. Right when my head hits the pillow I fall asleep.