Prologue

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My small wooden kitchen filled with the smell of broccoli stew...the same smell I had smelt every day for the past 17 years. I helped my mother serve the stew to my family. I was the youngest of the children. My older brother, Kalum was 23 and was an Inferior, my older sister, Hayley was 19 and was also Inferior. Because I was only 17 I was yet to take the Test of Destiny. I wasn't looking forward to my 18th birthday either, I would have to spend 3 hours of it locked in a room with someone I've never met while they decide if my answers and brain activity were Superior or Inferior. I had 2 weeks before this test and all I wanted was to be Superior and have a life that was worth living. Having only 4 rooms in your house isn't fun when there are 6 of you living there (my brothers wife Clarissa lived with us). I wanted a good life for me which I knew was selfish but it's not fair to eat broccoli stew and bread every day of your life. I needed to be free and wear the clothes I want to be able to talk before being spoken to. I wanted to chose my job and my house and not have it given to me, that's what my parents had. They were given jobs and given there house because they were Inferior. Before Ieft school I would read books about people from thousands of years ago who thought the future would be shiny and new with amazing technology and equality every where. I wished that was the world we lived in and not the dark under populated town. There use to be 7 billion people in the world but because of the sheer hate there are 700 hundred of us left living under one dome which we can't leave for protection. Out of the 700 there are only 300 Superiors. Is it unrealistic for me to want to be a Superior and live a happy life?

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 13, 2014 ⏰

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