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Roseanne waited in the waiting area of the hospital wing for the nurses to give her further news. Ivory seemed to have gotten bored of waiting and left, not after glaring daggers at Roseanne first. Cedar was nowhere to be found, which was surprising to Roseanne. As much as he disliked Raven and found him the cause of all his misfortunes, he was normally around Ivory whenever he had the chance. He only mostly left her whenever they retreated to their dorms for the evening. But they still texted each other, with her giving him false reassurances as she snuck out to see Indy behind her boyfriend's back. Roseanne wondered what became of that secret relationship. Was she still seeing him? A part of her told her that maybe he had accepted his loss and moved on. He didn't seem to be jealous of Ivory's attention towards Raven in the slightest. But that was also the way Indy was. He was a carefree and laid back kind of guy.

She only got up from her chair in the waiting area to pace around when she became impatient of sitting and waiting for so long. And she only left the waiting area to go get some coffee and a pastry from the hospital wing's cafeteria. She didn't want to move from there, but she had been forced to when her stomach started growling, begging her for food.

As she sat there, eating a blueberry muffin, she looked up when she saw one of the nurses approach her nervously. This one wasn't one of his usual nurses, the ones who did their job coldly and only spoke if they were spoken to or if they had some information about Raven's condition. She was an young woman with a kind expression who seemed to know Roseanne was there waiting for Raven. Not that it wasn't almost obvious. There was no one else in the waiting area, and there weren't usually serious injuries like that in the garden so the other students usually waited for their friends outside the hospital wing.

Discreetly, she pulled rolled up piece of paper from her pocket and cut the distance between them, taking Roseanne's hand in hers. As she did that, she left the piece of paper in Roseanne's hands. Knowing that it was something the other nurses or admins weren't supposed to see, she quickly stuffed it into the pocket of her pink uniform blazer. She would have to give it to Raven in his dorm room, or in hers. There were cameras all over the facility--except in the bathrooms and in the actual dorm rooms. Other than that, every move each person made, as well as their whereabouts were recorded twenty four hours a day on security cameras.

"When we were collecting blood donations in Province of Mines, a family approached first. They said they were relatives of Black." She explained to Roseanne in a whisper. Of course she and even Raven's family would refer to him as Black. But to her it was so strange to hear someone else call him that. He had stopped being Black a long time ago. He had almost always been Raven, for as long as she knew him. "They gave me this and begged me to bring it back to him. But I can't give it to him here in the hospital. There are eyes and ears everywhere. I can actually lose my job for this, and I really need this job."

For most people who didn't make the cut into the garden for space missions, life was more simple, yet it still held its complications at the same time. The children who were not chosen for the Garden went through another series of tests at age five, to determine what kind of jobs the had an aptitude for. Most people had an aptitude for something their family was already working in. For example, Roseanne knew that her older sister Blossom's aptitude test came back that she would be a florist as her career. Her parents owned a flower shop, which made it a given that she would be a florist as well. Her younger sister, whose name she didn't know, would most likely be a florist as well. From there, the children were implanted something like a career chip, which would brand them for the rest of their lives with their profession.

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