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Down, Past The Brown-eyed City. J.

This is so boring. Being stuck in here all the time. Seriously. It's worse than it ever was.

June sits on her bed, diamond poles blocking her way out of her room in any kind of way.

There were diamond poles coming from her floor, to her ceiling. All around her room. Like she'd be able to blow the walls apart and escape. She's never done that before, but maybe she could...

"Let me in." shouted Malisa.

What's going on?

June's sight shot at the door, a diamond door. With a small square window, also with diamond poles. She could see Malisa Samuels trying to get in as the largely built guard blocked her way any closer to the door.

June got up, "Mrs Samuels?" Her diamond chain rattled on the floor. One of her wrists is still handcuffed.

The guard answers, "Sorry Miss Hart, but Mrs Samuels can't come in just yet."

"Is that so?" asked Malisa.

She can sometimes still be a little cheeky for her age. But I love her for it... And then there's the President who doesn't like it at all.

"Yes. The President didn't like Miss Hart's attitude at the experiments yesterday." The guard crossed his arms.

"Does that mean that she's not allowed to have breakfast?"

"The President didn't say anything about breakfast. He ordered for me to not let anyone in with Miss Hart."

I am seriously getting annoyed. Will he stop calling me Miss Hart? I'm just June.

"Well, we don't want June to starve now. Do we?" argued Mrs Samuels.

"June wil get her breakfast when it is ordered from the President."

"What if she's thirsty? We don't want her to dehydrate."

"Mrs Samuels, I know that you-"

"Will you please just let her in!?" shouted June.

The guard doesn't turn, "I am not allowed. The President order-"

"I don't care! I am starving and if I die, it will be all your fault! We have a witness." June smiled at Malisa, which was quite hard, because they could barely see each other because of the guard.

"I'll get into trouble by letting her in." The guard turned to look at June.

Dark brown eyes, just like his smooth skin.

"So, you'll get into trouble either way. And my guess is that my death will cause more chaos than letting Mrs Samuels in with food."

"You know, I can just hand in the food to you myself." replied the guard.

June sat back down, she sighed.

"Hand it over, Mrs Samuels."

"No! I am going to go in-"

"What's your name?" asked June.

The guard and Mrs Samuels turn to look at her, shocked by her question.

"Why are you so suprised?" She looked right into his eyes, "You've been guarding my room for the past six months, and I have no idea who you are whereas you know how I spend every minute of my day."

"Blaze." He respondes.

June smiles, but then she frowns, "I bet that your family misses you, Blaze."

He got shocked even more, "My family?" His face turns rock solid, "This conversation is over. Mrs Samuels, please leave, but if you don't want for June to starve, I'd hand the food over."