FBI Academy (Prequel to Newbies)

Chapter 5 - Harper's POV

I stared as the newbies walked in. Well, I didn't stare, but looked. Standard was half going up... but half going down. A list:

-A girl with a brown bob, glasses and a weird-ass huge fake smile, wearing a power puff t-shirt that said "You got the unicorn power!"

-A boy with blonde hair, wearing everything black and grinning weirdly at...

-A girl wearing a maroon top with round glasses that was staring back at him with a 'nope.' face

-A girl with huge golden curly hair and glasses, laughing about something with...

-Another girl with black straight hair, tanned skin, a hearing aid (ah) and a strange laugh

-A mexican annoying-looking boy who was looking at ^^ and already trying to flirt

-A boy with dark curly hair, and blue eyes who I immediately pegged as 'joker'

-And finally, a weedy looking shrimp with glasses, and clothes that screamed 'NERD!'

"Only eight of you this year? Jeez, civilisation is doomed" said my sarcastic inner voice.

"No, miss. Some of them got taken by someone else."

It was the Blonde Aussie person.

"Who?"

As far as knew, I was the only training instructor. Of course, they would have specialists in some areas, but...?

"Two people, miss. One has brown curly hair, round glasses, was around 1.7m tall. The other one had shoulder-length black messy hair, no glasses, roughly same height." This was the Tanned Deaf GIrl.

Ahhh shit. It was the dynamic death duo - AGAIN.

Let me just back up and explain a little bit.

Their names were Sophie and Ari (short for Ariana) and they had passed training with me a couple of years ago. They had good marks, but nobody seemed to know quite what to do with them, so they mainly hung around. Sophie was good at analysing feelings and telling when someone was lying - she could see right through them so well sometimes, it was creepy.

Ari, on the other hand...

She was good at computer stuff. General computer stuff. Oh, and you could also count on her to trip over something, whenever. Literally she regularly tripped over squirrels (don't ask) and once, legend has it, she tripped over a hamster and it ran into the road and died.

When you put those two together, STUFF usually happened. Why the hell had they been trusted with that!?!?!?!?!?!?

"Right. Ok. Good person analysis, next time try and describe relationship between the two of them."

Oops. Automatic response.

Lion Mane nudged Tanned Deaf Girl and smirked.

"Anyway, I counted as you came in and you're all here. Good. Now, first thing - THIS IS NOT A SUMMER CAMP. This is the real world, with real guns, weapons, and there is a very real possibility you could die if you don't- oh REALLY?"

Unicorn Girl was crying now. Actually, yelling and screaming and stomping on the ground, but whatever.

"ICANTDOTHISMYLIFEISAFAILUREWAAITWONTMATTERIFIDIEANYWAYWAABECAUSEIAMSOSTUPIIIIDWAA"

"You need to BUCK UP. STOP CRYING."

Yeah. Did I mention I hate crying?

"You came here for a REASON. You passed the test, though gods know how, and you are HERE and you have the potential to PASS. Now STOP crying or you'll be out on the first day."

Okay... maybe that was the wrong thing to say. The weird smile wa back, only now I realised it was her 'Imnotgoingtocryandithinkmylifeisamessandiamstupidandimjustgoingtostandhereanddotheweirdsmilething' face.

"We are running out of time so all you pansycakes need to listen up. Timetable for the next 21 weeks:                                                                                                                                                                                        Get up at 5:45. I want you all up and ready by 6, and don't bother showering. You'll be sweaty soon anyway. Food is served anytime from 4 in the canteen, so if you want to get up early no-one's stopping you. However, I would make the most of your beauty sleep.

At 0630 you come back here and register, and run either laps or The Course, depending on how nice I'm feeling. Physical training till 0830, after which you have general lessons every hour until 1230, when you have lunch. Specialized lessons from 1430, times depending on the day and week. At 1700 you do physical training again, and you get a quick shower. Wash your clothes. You have 3 sets of uniform - 2 are expected to be rotated per day and the third is only for use if you would have to be naked otherwise. Clean your boots every other day, and supper at 1915. Free time afterwards to do homework and lights out at 2030.

Now go to the next room where you will find your uniform. Put it on, and then I want you all back here for a tour. Now, SCRAM! Get out of my face."

And they all scrambled out of the room. The end.

I WISH