I'm the Unwanted one

Chapter 1: The Grand Ceremony

As I sat down in the uncomfortable long white chairs, I got scared to the touch. What if they pick me? As I fixed my long white dress, I looked around to see if I see any known faces. In the new world, every thing is neat. No color or feeling is here. Just happiness. But, I heard there are some who are the "Unwanted" . I heard they get to go to the "Over-World." Legend says that in the "Over-World" people die or become slaves depending on what skills they have.

Everyone quickly sat down as soon as the "Mistress" got on stage. She taped the microphone which gave a loud screech across the stadium. The stage was in the center of the stadium which means that all the seats are surrounding it. she started. "Welcome everyone to the grand Ceremony in the new world! " She cleared her throat and continued, "We wanted to just clearly welcome you, to the new and peice full new world we are in !" Applause rose from the seats and suddenly ended when mistress looked around. "I have some certain bad news, and very good news!" I gulped. "The bad news." She looked down at her paper and stood straight.

"If I call your name please come forward." here she goes. I cross my fingers. "First off is, Margie Leyva." I looked around to see who she was. she arose from her seat and walked over to the stage. her short curly hair was bouncing off her shoulders. "Next off is, Jessica Robina." I saw her rise from her seat across the stadium. She also has curly hair, but this time longer. "Last but not least, Samantha Cruz." that was me!! I'm the Un-Wanted! I rose from my seat and walked over to the stage. the bright light shined on us. I glanced over to the other two. "These are the Un-Wanted. Thank you for your patience and silence." the mistress walked off the stage and four guards leaded us to the back.

I started to cry a little. I didn't want to go to the "Over-World" . The guards sent us to a room. We sat down on a hard chair. I looked down at my flats, not saying a word. "We have to get out of here." I looked up and it was Jessica who spoke. suddenly Margie raises her head, and her face was beat red. "I don't know how I got chosen." I clearly said. I reminded myself to shut up. Jessica sits up straight and states, "they choose random people, and they really don't care if they are little ones or older ones. they are selfish, rude, and cruel." I glanced at her.

"But why us?" Margie asked in her lean voice. i heard footsteps. they where walking to another room , thank god it was not this one. "We should get out of here. like now." I looked at my dress. how would I escape with this crap? "I have a dress on." I interrupted the silence. "we all have dresses on." Jessica looks at both of us. "Here," she digs Into her purse and pulls out three shirts, and three pants. I had some comfy flats on. I guess those will work. I changed. they fit perfectly. "Now. Let's go." I looked around the room. only one small air vent that no one can fit through.

Jessica went to the door and tried to open it. "it's locked." she pulled out a pin, and stuck it through the middle of the doorknob . I heard a click. she turns the knob and the door creaks open. "yes. now we can get out!" she tip toes out. I follow. the empty hallways are dead silent. but then, click clack on the floor about two miles away. yeah, you can tell, I can hear real good. "hide!" I turn the corner and go into a room with no one in it. I am also a good hider. they come closer. it's the mistress, with the four guards!