Chapter 1

I love my life. I have parents that love me. An entire personal staff. A totally sexy boyfriend. Perfect grades. Tons of friends. But in no stretch of the mind may I call it perfect. I may be the daughter of the ambassador but that is worth nothing because I haven’t been tested for my skill yet.
Some people can’t wait to be tested because they know they don’t have a skill or they have the colony skill and will get to stay at home with there birth families. Others dread testing because they know they have a skill from another district and will be sent away from their birth families. Everyone else is just anxious because they have a skill or not.
But I’m getting way ahead of myself. So lets talk about me. My name is Regina Bishop, Rea to my friends. I am fourteen and the first and only daughter of Lyle Chant, rest in peace, and Lauren Bishop. I am the youngest of three children. I live in the sixth colony of the United States and was born in the tenth colony of the United States, while my mom was visiting for her quad-annual ambassador meeting. My dad was the ambassador from colony two. That makes me a mutt and mutts always ether have there fathers skill or a random mutt skill. But that’s okay because all ambassadors kids are mutts. I don’t know what they do with mutt skills but I know that with normal skills, they send them to there correct districts. Where they must live till they die.
“Regina come down for breakfast. We’re having your favorite! Golden whites and toast, extra salt!” My assistant, Tressa said though the intercom “be down and ready in the kitchen in ten minutes.”
So as I got ready I thought about what the bad news was. We only ever had my favorite breakfast when there was something bad my mom had to break to me. Well she could be pregnant with another daughter. Or she is deathly ill. There were so many possibilities I gave up guessing. I finished getting dressed and rushed downstairs. I took my seat at the breakfast bar next to my mother.
“So whats the bad news?” I asked as I bit into my egg and toast sandwich. She sighed.“I know it’s bad because you had the kitchen staff make my favorite. So what is?” I continued, pressing on the subject.
“It’s about your testing.” As she said as I started choking on my toast. I coughed it up and asked, “What about my testing? It hasn’t happened yet so you can’t have the results can you?”
She went really quiet as she munched on her toast. This was in absolutely in no way good news. She swallowed her last mouthful and began again.
“You have been scheduled for testing, Rea. I am so sorry.” Even as she sad the words I saw my life flash before my eyes. My friends. My school. My boyfriend. Everything I held dear taken away from me in six simple words. I only had one this left to say.
“When?” I asked at barley a whisper. I was almost afraid to know the answer. “Tomorrow at eight a.m.” she answered equally as quiet. The she left the table and when to her room.

* * *

I sat there a moment thinking about what I would do now that my life was over. Tell everyone that I was to be tested that’s what. Let them know today was my last day as a Bishop and as of tomorrow I was just Regina.
So I got up and grabbed my school bag from the hook on the door and headed out to the waiting black pick-up. It was Henry’s truck. He is my arm candy of a boyfriend. He is just so sweet and sexy I could barley find it in me to tell him but I had too. So I got in the car but didn’t buckle my seat belt. Instead I gazed at his face with my sad, lonesome eyes until he stared back. Once I had his attention I kissed him lightly as I started to cry.
“What is it? You can tell me. I’ll understand.” He said as he held me to his chest. I took a shuddering deep breath and looked into his eyes once again.
“I’m being tested. Tomorrow at eight. Then I’m gone. I’m-” I took another shuddering breath ”-so sorry!” I wailed the last part. I looked back at his eyes, but they were turned away. I knew he was probably crying but he just sucked it up and said the guy thing to say.
“Well then we gotta make the most of your last night then. I’ll be here at seven.” He said with no emotion at all as he started the car and we left for school.
When we got there I dried my tears and we ran inside because we were already late. I slid into my desk just as the bell rang. It felt like it was going to be a long three classes till lunch when I made my formal announcement to all of my friends. The only reason I had told Henry was because he had Senior lunch and the rest of us had Junior lunch.
At lunch I sat down ate and chatted like I normally did and waited until ten minuets till lunch ended to brake the news. I went up to the microphone at the front of the lunch room and asked for silence.
“As you all know my name is Regina Bishop.” I paused to hear a bored Hello Regina ring though the room. “I have a tragic announcement to make. Tomorrow at eight o-clock I am to be tested for my skill. Today is my last day as your classmate.” Then I took my seat.
A ripple of shock ran though the crowd.Then that ripple died out to silence as none other that my mother, Ambassador Laurel Bishop walked into the lunch room. She handed me a note. I handed It to my friend Amy, got up and walked behind my mother out of the room. The note read:
The skill testing appointment for
Regina Martha Bishop
has been moved to 1:00p.m.
12/6/2412 or Today.
Do not be tardy.

Chapter 2

I walked into the colony six testing lab with my head held high and my mother walking gracefully at my side. We walked up to the front desk to check in and was greeted by a friendly looking reception woman.
“Hello ladies. Are you here for an appointment or to check the results?” She asked warmly. As if this was just a sweet little doctor visit. Get a skill.
“We are here for Regina Bishop’s 1 o’clock.” my mother said with no emotion in her voice. She looked the woman it the eye until the woman looked away to make a call over the P.A. system. “DOCTOR FRINGING YOUR 1 O’CLOCK IS HERE.”
“Send her down Janice.” a mans voice called from down the hall. I walked toward his voice. When I came to a door with a plaque that read Fringing, I knocked loudly. I heard him shuffle some papers around and click a few keys on his key board then he walked over to the door and opened it.
“Come in, come in!” he said loudly. He gestured to a set of large blue arm chairs. “Sit down and get comfortable while I grab some things.” I sat down in the brightest and most clean looking chair and sat in my normal ‘comfortable’ pose; back strait legs crossed, and waited for Dr. Fringing to come over from his desk.
When he did come over he brought with him a clipboard and three different colored pens; one black, one green and one red. He clicked open the black pen and looked at me expectantly. I wasn’t just going to sit here like an idiot so I started.
“So are you going to interrogate me or are we going to have,” I used air quotes to emphasize my sarcasm, “‘a friendly discussion’.” He clicked the black pen again, put it down, clicked the red pen and made a mark on his clipboard. I could almost picture the red mark next to the word ‘patience’. Well we’re off to a fantastic start. He probably thinking of different mutt skills I could have.
“So Miss Bishop, here is how the appointment will work. First I will interview you to see what type of medication you need to heighten you skill. Then you will go with nurse Victoria to do a physical examination. Then you will take the medicine I prescribe you and we will do a mental test. Do you have any questions?” I thought for a moment then came up with a worthwhile question to ask him.
“Only one. Why do I need a physical to find out my mind skill?” He looked at me then took out and clicked his green pen. He put multiple marks on his paper. I had no clue what he might have marked down this time.
“Well, we aren't just testing for mind skills.There are other kinds of skills other than skill of the mind.” He got up and walked over to the wall and pointed to a poster. It was titled ‘skills’. Under the title was two squares with words inside. One square said ‘Physical’ the other said ‘Mental’. Under each was a brief description that I didn’t bother to read. “So as you can see there are two main kinds of skills mental and physical. It is not shown, but they each have subcategories, or common skills that are very easily recognized.”He stopped and used his black pen to make some more marks on his clipboard.
“Dr. Fringing, it’s time for her physical.” an old lady-ish voice called from the door way. The voice must belong to nurse Victoria. I pictured an old, fat, lady with rosy cheeks and baby blue eyes, but was disappointed.
When I turned around I saw a short, white haired woman with deep wrinkles and a frown. She was in fantastic shape even if she was a little under five feet. She had on baggy shorts and a fitted tee shirt on that fitted her athletic build perfectly. In her arms she carried a clipboard and a change of clothes.
I looked back at Dr. Fringing. Was the interview over already? He had only asked me one question. Was that the only thing he tested? If I asked questions? He probably was watching my every move and used my actions to determine my diagnostic.
Oh well the physical sounds easy and I don’t really feel comfortable with Dr. Fringing. There was just something about him that put my sense's on high alert. So I walked out of the room with nurse Victoria leading the way out. Being with her eased my mind and I started to relax. We stopped in front of a door with a plaque on it that stated that it was a changing room.
“Put these on Miss. Don’t question the outfit just were it. Be back out here in five minutes or I will come in and get you.” She told me as she handed me the outfit she had been carrying and shoved me into the changing room.
I took a good look at the outfit and realised what it was. It was no more than a super tight strapless bra and panties. They were both made of very thin white fabric that was almost transparent. I thought for a moment then got into the outfit without complaint. I opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Nurse Victoria was right were she had been when I went in.
“Good.” She said after giving me a once over. “Lets move I only have you for ten more minutes.” She stated as she started power walking down the hall. I rushed to keep up with her brisk pace. She turned into an open door way and walked in.

* * *

I drunk in my surroundings. I was in a plain white room without windows. In the center of the room was a white and blue wrestling mat. In one corner there was a rack of balls, in the other corner was a rack of free weights. Nurse Victoria wasted no time in going over to the balls and picking up a well-used midsized one. She lifted it a few times them deliberately dropped it on the floor, then looked at me.
“Pick it up and throw it as far as you can.” She said with a no-nonsense tone. I walked over to the ball and turned it on the ground till I could see the weight.
It was twelve pounds. There was a very slim chance I could get it off the ground let alone throw it. But I had to try. I couldn't’ ust say that I can’t. So I tried to lift it.
But it never made it more than a couple inches of the ground before I dropped it. I looked up at her and her expression was blank. Then she circled me like I was a dangerous animal and jotted down notes on her clipboard.
She motioned for me to fallow her to another door witch led out to a running track. On the running track were third level hurdles and dips. She walked over to a starting line and looked at me expectantly.
I walked over to the starting line and ran. I could see the first hurdle coming up and prepared to jump it. The hurdle looked high but not to high.
I jumped, almost made it over, had my foot hit it, and fell flat on my face. I got up and dusted off my once spotless outfit and looked at nurse Victoria. She was taking more notes on her clipboard. God, what is she saying about me!
She walked back to the door and went inside without a word. I fallowed her with equal silence. We walked though the gym and into the hall. We passed by the room were I had changed and Dr. Fringing’s office. Then we turned into an adjacent corridor that I had not noticed before.
We passed by many doors until we came to the end of the hall and walked into what I could only determine was an examination room.
There were wires, metal instruments and a large chair like the ones in dentist offices. I saw Dr. Fringing sitting at a computer, typing as fast as he could. When he saw that we had come in he rush over to the counter and grabbed and tray loaded with pill jars, tiny medicine measuring cups and a glass of water.
“Bishop please sit in the chair. I will get you heightening medicine ready as fast as I can. Victoria, you may go.” He said in a rushed manner. Then he proceeded in opening pill jars and pouring medicine.
When he had finished he took the jars off the tray and bought it over to me with only my medicine. There were about a thousand different pills and syrups there and only one glass of water.
But I still picked up a handful of pills, took the glass and knocked them back. Then I knocked back another and another. Then I started on the syrups and took them one at a time.
When I had finally finish all the medicine Dr. Fringing took a large step backward and examined me. He took a few notes on his clipboard then pulled a machine over to my chair.
He said something illegible into his headset and a nurse stepped into the room. He started untangling wires with electrodes on them and talking to the nurse. I think they were talking about me but I couldn’t be sure. The medicine had mad my brain a little foggy.
Then Dr. Fringing came at me and started putting the electrodes on my face.
“Stop!” I shouted. And he did.

Chapter 3

The body fell to the ground.
“What have you done!” the nurse exclaimed in horror as she scrambled out of the room. What a great question, don’t you think? I’d love to answer but, what had I done exactly? I had just wanted him to stop putting the electrodes on my face so I had shouted for the doctor to stop and he did. But he stopped everything. Moving. Blinking. Breathing. Then his skin slowly began to change to such an unhealthy shade, such a sickly pale, nearly blue, and I could feel as the life slipped out of him, just as he slipped from my hand. But as he went cold I felt an odd sensation of renewed power.
By the time anything else could happen, the nurse was rushing back into the room, with two men in peculiar suits following closely behind. The men each grabbed one of my arms in a deathly grip, lifting my feet just above the floor.
“Follow us peacefully and we will release your arms.” one of the men told me. I whispered my agreement and followed him out with the other man behind me. But, my mind was only on the last events.
I just killed a man. I only had to tell him and he did it without question and without control. He couldn’t even fight it for a second or two.
But I don’t care. What kind of soulless person doesn't care that they killed someone. My type of soulless person obviously. I guess I could blame it on the way I was raised.
I was raised with the belief that no one hated anyone.People could hate other peoples actions or other peoples words; but no one hated anyone entirely.This also led me to belief that if you said something that caused something it’s not your fault. But many people think I have a warped view of the world.
But I don’t think that was it. I think that it had something to do with my weird mutt skill. I think that whatever they gave me to enhance it made it powerful enough to kill someone. But no matter how much I try to ignore it I have a nagging felling that the medicine didn’t do anything and that my skill just came to me.
Oh and the power. I think that was his, the doctors power. I think that because I killed him I kind of robbed him of his power to feed my own. But once again I couldn’t care less. His life meant nothing to me but his power was just what I needed to kick the drug out of my system.
I realized the men had stopped and were talking in low rushed tones.They were obviously talking about me but trying to keep me from noticing. By listening in on them I only caught a few words but they were enough.
“Immediate deportation.” one man said. “Colony eleven.” The other one said.
This threw me off. Colony eleven? There were only ten colonies that I knew about. But I guess I would find out soon enough because the men were leading me into a small room with a television in front of a single chair.
“Sit and watch the movie, girl.” One of the men said to me.I nodded and sat to watch. Then the lights went dark and the screen lit up.
A woman came on screen in front of what looked like the tips of buildings surrounded with water.She was wearing a tweed suit and holding a giant microphone with the number five on it.
"Hear I stand. In front of the once famous city of Los Angeles." She began, gesturing to the roof-tops."As you can see the earthquake of twenty-thirteen completely destroyed they city, breaking it away completely from mainland California and putting almost completely submerged in water. It's been five years since the destruction and you can still feel the negative air radiating from the area. Geologist are estimating for it to keep sinking deeper and deeper for hundreds of years and that because of its sinking mountains will rise up around it. This information is causing the U.S. government to take drastic measures and evacuate the rest of the cost of California. This is Katy Percy signing off."
Then the screen faded out and white writing appeared and a man's voice started reading it. "Welcome participants. You have been specially selected by the United States top scientist to be part of the greatest experiment in history. You will be transferred shortly to the lost city of Los Angeles. You will be filled in more fully when you get there by an on site attendant. Have fun and good luck."
The television cut off and the lights went back on. Then the door opened.

* * *

A woman in a blue side cap and mid-length blue dress entered the room carrying a tray. The tray was covered in different packages of gum and and candy chews.
“Please take whatever you like. I will be your attendant until such time you are self sufficient.” She stated cheerily. “Now please fallow me to you flight. You will be introduced to to the other passengers on your way to colonies seven though ten. The plane will have only ten seats that all fold out into double beds. You are to sit in the seat with your colony number and nowhere else. You will also be required to read and understand the book you will be reading for your first class. I don’t recommend reading it cover to cover but to skim it and get the main points. The real history is allot different from what you have been told all your life. Any questions?” she said in one long breath as we started to walk though the hallways. I thought for a moment then came up with the only thing I could think of.
“How old are the other kids on the plane, and do they have powers like mine?” I asked without looking at her. We were coming to a pair of large glass doors that I pushed myself though and stopped to look at her and receive my probably cryptic answer.
“They are all your age and all have incredibly dangerous powers just like yours.” she said as a knowing smile grew on her face. I could tell she knew something I did not and if she was my attendant than she would tell me.
“Miss....” I started, realising she hadn’t told me her name. “Janet. Just call me Janet.” she finished for me. “Okay, Janet. Tell me why you just smiled like that.” I demanded. She smiled an over cheery smile and told me the most infuriating answer ever.
“You’ll find out later.” She said with a smile as we approached the plane. I can not stand not knowing, but I guess I will just have to wait it out.

When we had crossed over to the other side of the plane I saw that the stairs were already down in anticipation of my arrival. It was balmy and warm like it always is in colony six but I had been warned that it would get very chilly up in the air. Not that the warning helped because I didn’t have a sweatshirt. Oh well.
I boarded the plane and saw that the five seats on the far side of the plane were occupied. I walked over to the seat in the front with the neon six over it and sat down. Then Janet handed me a large hardcover book and told me that introductions would be made after take off.
I looked around to see all the other passengers deeply engrossed in their books so I opened the book to the table of contents and saw that there was thirty-two chapters, an index, a glossary, and in very tiny font ant the bottom of the page it said there was a brief summary on the last page.
All of the other passengers looked like they were somewhere in the middle of the book and obviously weren't looking for any short cuts. Well I am a short cut kind of person and know when a task it to huge to tackle so I started on the summary.

Chapter 4

A Brief History of The United States of American and It’s Colonies
Before the U.S. became a country it was made up of thirteen colonies ruled by England. Then they had a Revolutionary War and broke away from England. Then they started moving west, but that was put on hold so that they could have a war with themselves called the Civil War. Then they continued west until they hit the coast. Then they went north and found Alaska. Then they found Hawaii. Then they bought Alaska. Then they bought Hawaii. Then there were a bunch of natural disasters and most of the west coast sank underwater. Then they started gene-testing. Then the states broke apart and became colonies of The United States capital, District of Columbia. That about catches you up on the history of The United States of America.
Wow. That’s... different. I slammed my book shut and the entire compartment stared at me. I bet that they were all wondering if I was really done or if I was faking it for attention. I saw Janet stand up in the front of the plane. Intro time. Whoop De Do.
“Welcome candidates one though six.” We’re candidates? That’s a new one. I wonder what we’re candidates for? “You are flying high on Jet 2395. I’m Janet, the attendant for Regina of six. When I call your name please walk up to the front of the plane and give a brief description of your testing, your talent and a demonstration of your talent.” She smiled at the plane’s passengers. This must get really tiresome for who ever got on first and she was tiring to show sympathy. “So let’s get started. Austin Jettison of one.”
A bleach blond boy with freckles and green eyes stood up. He looked about six feet tall and toned. He was wearing briefs that were made of same material as my outfit. He was hot, defiantly hot. I wonder what his talent was.
“Well my name is Austin and I never even made it to testing. When I walked into the testing office the receptionist told me she loved me and begged me to marry her. Then the security dudes came and took me away. Then I realised what my talent was. I can make anyone love me insanely. To demonstrate, Regina do you love me?” When he asked that in his deep and sexy voice I didn’t even have to think about my answer.
“With all my heart.” I said in a dreamy trance. Then I snapped out of it, slapped my and on my mouth as he started to chuckle. “No hard feelings Rea it was just a demonstration.” He told me as he took his seat across the isle from me. I realised after I snapped out of it that he was arrogant and a douche, just like most guys.
“Next is Gwyneth Carey of two.” Janet said. A short girl with jade eyes and dirty blond hair stood up from her seat behind Austin and sighed. She was wearing a black version of my outfit over her giant sandbags(?). The outfit enhanced the fact that she was ghost pale, almost transparent.
“I made it all the way to them putting electrodes on my face. Then I went invisible and everything I was touching did too. Then they sent a huge electric current though me and everything was okay. Then the big men took me away. So my talent is to make things invisible and soundless. As a demonstration, Austin please stand up.” Then she disappeared. Then Austin disappeared. I sat watching expectantly.
I heard a thump next to me and turned to see a smiling and out of breath Austin. Gwyneth reappeared in front of me, bowed, and sat back down. I wondered what just happened. When it dawned on me I shuddered.
“Up next is Braden Montgomery of three.” Janet said as a grunt sounded behind me. Just as she turned to sit down a red light flashed and her hat disintegrated on her head. She plastered a painful smile on her face and faced us again.
“I guess we are skipping Braden. After him is Mackenzie Torres of four.” A girl with medium skin, black hair and eyes walked up to the front of the plane. She was the only one on the plane in street clothes. I couldn't tell why if Austin wasn’t even tested and he had to change.
“I swallowed a live squirrel. I am why your testing was moved up. I’m a werewolf and I don’t think you want to see my power.”She said this really fast then immediately walked back to her seat.
Before Janet could get up a tall boy with short black hair and no clothes on was standing in front of the plane a beaming at me. “I’m Ragon. I can read minds” He said as he turned his smile to Austin. “You want Gwyneth you nonexistent pants and she want to be in them.” he said as Austin and Gwyneth turn violent shades of red. I was impressed by his talent and confidence with his body.He turned back towards me. “And you are impressed by my obvious sex appeal.” I laughed and though my head back.
“No touching my personal thoughts creeper!” I said as I laughed some more. Janet stood up and cleared her throat.
“Ramon Erickson of five please take your seat. Now Regina you get to tell your full story. Please give details.”She told me as if she was a teacher giving an assignment. Well okay then.
“My name is Regina Bishop from colony six.” I started. Every one's attention was fixed on me. Except Mackenzie, she was reading her book. “I got to the testing office and went right into my doctor's office. He asked me some questions then I went off to my physical. I completely fail that and I went into the examination room. I took some pills and then the doctor started to put the electrodes on my face. They I shouted for him to stop and he did. He stopped doing everything. Even breathing. I killed him.” I looked around the compartment to see that everyone was gaping at me, even Mackenzie.
“Hot” I heard coughed from the back. Everyone turned to look at Ramon. He looking a me with a flirtatious look in his eye. I chuckled and returned his look then I sat down. Then I realised that my seat my seat was leaning back into a laying position. Then another half of the bed folded out. I thought about what the next day might bring as I drifted into a dreamless sleep.

* * *

“Welcome to Los Angeles. I hope you all had a wonderful night.It is a balmy ninety-three degrees and sunny. Will will begin our decent in five minutes. Please buckle up.” Janet said as the lights came back on and the blinds on the windows opened.
“How did you sleep princess.” Ramon said as he rolled over and put his arm around me. Wait, why was Ramon in my bed? I tensed as he moved closer to me.
“Whats wrong?” he asked as he reached under me and started turning me towards him. His cold arm felt good against my chest. Wait, where were my clothes?
“What’s going on and why are you in my bed?” I asked as I turned to look him in the eye.
“Why you invited me in don’t you remember.” He said with a laugh as if I should remember this.
“I have no memory of this.” I said with a yawn. “Now go back to your seat so I can find my clothes.”
“No use. The attendants took all the clothes that were on the floor.” He said as he got up and stretched. He was acting like not having any clothes was no big deal. “I like you better this way anyway.” He kissed my forehead and walked back to his seat. As I watched him I saw that there were four new passengers on the the plane.
They all walked up to the front of the plane.
“My name is Rune Tomas of seven. I can go inside of peoples dreams. I am a sand man.” I first boy in line said. He looked kind of familiar with his white hair and pale yellow eyes, but I couldn't place where I had seen him before. Next in line was a girl with black hair and green bangs.
“My name is Erica Fulton. My finger is a gun. I’m dead serious.” she said as she heard a few giggles coming from the other passengers. She sighed and pointed her finger at the back wall of the cabin. “Bang” she said as a bullet ripped towards the end of the room. This made the small boy next to her squirm.
“My name is n-Nathan Smith. I have super human strength.” Everyone in the cabin started cracking up. Only the flight attendants looked serious. He sighed and looked around at the people trying to contain themselves. He reached out and grabbed Austin by the shirt, lifting him from his seat and holding him above his head. Austin was white with fear.“Believe me now?” he asked the cabin. Everyone was dead silent. The girl next to him cleared her throat and I turned to look at her.
She looked just like me.

Chapter 5

“Hello my name is Ramona Bishop. I have to do everything and anything anyone tells me. My body will fallow any command given until the command is revoked or completed. For example, if someone said ‘Ramona, jump off the plane.’ I would do anything to fulfill your command, and I mean anything. I will do it without complaint and without a frown. I will never ask for you to revoke the command no matter what.” she said as I stared, open-mouthed at her. She gave the compartment a sad-eyed look and sat down. The others fallowed her to there seats.A flight attendant stood up.
“Everyone please sit up and fasten your seat belts we will be landing shortly!” she said in her perky voice. I buckled in while I though about Ramona. She is my exact opposite, and my exact twin. How could to people who look exactly the same be so different? How come I had all this power and she had none at all? Why was I blessed and she cursed?
Before I could get answers to any of my questions the plane rumbled onto the air strip. A loud male voice call on the intercom.
“Welcome, result group five eighteen. You have just landed in Los Angeles International Airport, more commonly known as LAX. The airport is not actually in Los Angeles. The city is about two miles off shore and one hundred feet below sea level. You will be swimming to the sea level dock, an approximately two mile swim. Your life attendants will give you further instructions.” There was a loud burst of static as the speaker cut off.
I looked up at the front of the plane to see that our flight attendants had been replaced. In there place were five guys and five girls, each wearing a white tee-shirt and dark blue jean and smiling. A man who looked exactly like Austin stepped forward.
“Hello my name is Jonas Five-Eight. The Life attendant for one. I am head life attendant for group five-eighteen. Life attendants are like guidance councilors, helpful roommates, and best friends all at the same time. You do everything with your life attendant; eat, sleep, be tested, do missions, the works. You are to be with your life attendant at all times, being caught without your life attendant has serious repercussions. I will now assign life attendants, when you name is called your life attendant will step forward and come stand next to you.” He told us while smiling like an idiot.
“Austin, with me. Gwyneth you are with Emma.” A short woman with waist length dirty blond hair stepped up next to Gwyn. “Braden, you have Aden.” A huge, dark-skinned man with a shaved head walked down the isle to Braden. He wasn’t smiling “Mackenzie, your attendant is Morgan.” A tall, skinny woman with spiked black hair sighed and stood next to Mackenzie. “Ramon, you got Monroe.” A more toned and more tanned Ramon walked down the isle and gave Ramon a bro-five.
“Regina you get-” A woman who resembled an older me stepped up. “-Georgia.” he and Regina said at the same time.

* * *

“Oh my god.” I said in earnest shock. My own sister; here. I can not believe it. Of all the people to meet here I meet a long lost sister and a hidden twin. I jumped out of my seat and gave her a big hug.
“Hello, Gae it’s been a while hasn’t it.” She said as she hugged me back. “Now sit down so we can continue.” she said as she gave me a another hug. I sat down and thought about my last few days as Jonas read of the rest of the pairs.
“Ok! Now that you all have assistants you can go for a swim, but there are a few rules. You may not help any other contestants and you may not ask for help. Your assistants may not assist you and you may not assist them.You each get one assisting device. Your choices are; a life vest, swim fins, grappling hook and rope, snorkel, or a whistle. There are two of each so lets start. Ladies first, of course and in numerical order. So Gwyneth, your pick.”
She picked swim fins, which was practical I guess; for someone from the colony of lakes, but I couldn’t help feeling that one of the other choices would be worth more. Mackenzie picked a grappling hook; good for someone from the cold mountain colony. Now it was my turn. Should I get a life vest? I haven't been swimming in forever so that is probably the safest option, but I have a good feeling about that whistle.
“I’ll take the whistle.” I said with absolute confidence. I heard some laughing from the back of the cabin but I collected my whistle anyway and sat back down. Erica took the snorkel, which fit a girl from the man made island colony. Ramona took the whistle. Copy cat! I don’t really think I like my twin that much. She is nothing like me. She is a follower and I am a leader. She is like my negative, but whatever. Time for the guys to choose.
Austin pick the swim fins, probably to keep up with Gwyn. Braden picked life vest. Ramon picked a grappling hook. Rune picked a snorkel and Nathan took the life vest he was handed even though he probably wanted a grappling hook.
“Ok contestants, there is one more thing. A prize. The first one to shore gets a bonus of ten thousand chips. Chips are the currency of Los Angeles. fifteen chips is the price of a taxi from one side of the city to the other. Let’s get going.!”

Chapter 6

When I saw the steps of the plane I realised that they went right into the water. Guess I was skinny dipping. So I stepped in and swam a bit to get away from the steps and blew my whistle. I waited for a second until i saw a ripple in the distance. Never mind two ripples moving fast. When I saw it I gasped and nearly swallowed water. A narwhal with a saddle came up and turned for me to climb on. A narwhal, in the Pacific? Whatever! I hopped on and we sped off, neck and neck with Ramona.
“Faster Mr. Narwhal!” I commanded as he rocketed with me barely holding on. In minutes we reached the city, but when I turned around Ramona and her narwhal were gone. I climbed onto the platform and dismissed my faithful narwhal. The woman on the platform gave me a towel to wrap around myself as I waited for the others.
In a few minutes the boat full of Life assistance pulled up with an excited Mackenzie and Ramon in tow. Three of ten contestants accounted for. Nine of ten life assistants?
“Jonas, where’s Georgia?” I asked him as he got off the boat. He looked me in the eye and I could see the fiery hate in his eye, and I also saw the hurt that was with it.
“Hopefully sinking. Maybe she was eaten by the squid.”
“Why it my sister in the water and not on the boat!” He started to walk away. “Come back and answer me!” I know I shouldn't use my talent on him but I needed a strait answer.
“She cheated on me. We were engaged and she cheated on me with Monroe. How she did it I’m not sure, I have the same talent Austin has so I’m very lovable. The law of Los Angeles says that cheating in punishable by death, and the cheated gets to decide how. But you don’t have to worry about cheating, it’s not punishable until age twenty-one.” He told me in a robotic, trance-like voice.
So she is dead or will be and I don’t even know what happened to my other sister. This place seems to be a little more dangerous than I had first thought.
“Oh and Jonas,” I called after him,”where is Ramona?” He turned around and said “She tried to help Braden. He didn’t accept her help, but since she offered the squid grabbed her. I thin, well that is what should have happened but who knows.” He said and went to check on Ramon and Mackenzie.
I stood, staring at the ocean for about an hour until, Gwyn and Austin swam up and climbed on to the platform. So now we have five contestants on the platform, one dead and four still at sea. Well this has been a good day, I run into my old sister, I meet a new sister, and they both died. Storybook tragedy. I sat, wallowing in my irony until Erica and Rune popped out of the water, exhausted and breathing hard. About five minutes after that Braden and Nathan came in.
“All right everyone is here so lets get down into the city. Shannon can you get the elevator,” He told the woman who had been at the platform when I had arrived. “And a big congratulations to the winner of our challenge, Regina of six” He told everyone without looking at me. Just then I heard a rumbling and a ding to my left. I turned to see two metal doors where rock walls were a few minute earlier.
“Girls in the left elevator and guys in the right. When we get down to the city a guild will lead you to your location.” He said as he lead the guys into their elevator, and Emma lead us into ours. As the doors slid shut on the view of the ocean there was a certain finality about the fates of my two sisters.

* * *

Seconds after I stepped into the elevator another door opened behind me. I turned around to see another woman in a tweed suit with a clip board. behind her was a hallway with numbered doors
“Please continue to your door. Inside you shall receive your instructions.”she said. All the other pairs got off the elevator except me and the woman that must have been Ramona’s life assistant.
“What are you two still doing standing there.” she checked her list. “Regina and Morgan please proceed to door six as you were just told.” I looked at Morgan and shrugged. We might as well. I started towards my door with Morgan right on my heals.
“Oh and Regina you forgot your well earned prise.” the woman tossed me a pouch. I looked inside to see that it was full of clear chips with the number one hundred etched in silver paint. I turned and opened my door. The room was like a lecture hall. I saw another woman standing at the front, probably to give me a debriefing.
“Take a seat please. My name is Ms. Crone. I am the advisor to all nineteen colony six contestants. I will advise you in the usage of your powers and the advancement of your career here in colony eleven. So to start, you will be living on the sixth floor of apartment building two-fifty-nine. When you get to your room you should both go to your bedroom’s which are labeled with your names. In your room you have a king sized bed, a desk with your laptop and cash card on it, a wall mounted T.V. that is connected to many different gaming systems, a collection of video games that will help you increase your performance, a card loading machine, a stack of catalogues to help you decorate your room, a walk-in closet, and an attached bathroom.
“All expenses involving room decoration will be covered. Your card already loaded with one-thousand chips. Regina use your card loading machine to put your chips on your card. Read all the instructions and then go into your closet and put on the outfit that is there, it’s indecent to be walking around in a towel.” She said the last part with a look of disgust on her face.
“Go to your apartment and get a good night sleep. The in the morning, at six a.m. sharp, grab your fully loaded card meet me in the lobby. I will give you further instructions from there are we clear?” she said as she picked lint off her suit. “Great go though this door and walk down the street. Your building is the first one on your left, she opened the door.

Chapter 7

I walk though the door and on to the street. I was shocked by what I saw. A perfectly normal city street with building of all different styles even though they were all the same height. Over the rooftops I could see the peaks of higher buildings. I turned left and walked over to the closest building in that direction.
It looked more like a modern office building than an apartment building, all steel and windows. The door was being held open by an old man with a friendly smile on his face. He beckoned to me and waved me inside. I was cautious to go in but I didn’t have much of a choice with Morgan coming in right behind me.
I saw the elevator doors closing and yelled “Hold the elevator”I ran to the elevator and slipped though the narrow hole in the door,  running into Ramon and landing on top of him.
“Shouldn’t I be topping you?” he asked when I looked at him in shock. That jack ass. All he can think about is sex.
We reached his floor as I hit him with a fiery stare. He laughed, got up and got off the elevator. I stood up tightened my towel and got off the elevator at my floor. I looked around the square room. On each wall was a door. One wall had the glass door to the patio, one had the elevator and the others had little white letter on them One said ‘Regina’ the other said ‘Morgan”. I guess the designers knew what was happening to Georgia.
I walked over to my room and went in. Inside was exactly what Mrs. Crone said there was. I went to the desk and picked up my card. I walked over to what was apparently the loading machine. I looked at the instructions on the machine. I emptied the bag of coins that I had been holding with a death grip, into the hole in top. Then i put my card in the card slot and got it back with a perky ding.
“You have eleven-thousand chips! Spend them wisely!” the mechanical voice said to me as I snatched back my card and put it on the desk. I walked over to the walk-in and saw that there was no outfit. I was puzzled.
“Please undress and proceed to the back of the room to be scanned for sizes.”a mechanical woman's voice said as I jumped into the air. I dropped my towel and walked to the back of the closet. There were a few beeps and a flash of light. When I could see again there was an outfit on a mannequin with very large boobs in front of me. The mannequin was wearing a polo shirt unbuttoned so you can see the top of the bra, a pleated khaki skirt and heeled marry janes. It looked I was going all librarian slut. I looked at the outfit and sighed. I tried to take the skirt off the mannequin when the woman’s voice came on again.
“You like the outfit? That is great! This outfit in your size is now waiting for you on your bed.” it said. Okay, on my bed. Wow, this is simple. I walked out of the closet to see each of the individual outfit components on the bed. A black push-up bra with a ton of padding, a pink polo, a tan pleated skirt that only looked about three inches long and a black thong. I’m getting a feeling that this is a male dominated culture. I shrugged and got dressed. I looked like a total whore. My skirt barely went pasted my crotch, my over enhanced B-cups were almost falling out of my top and my heels made people look at me starting at my shoes and work their way up. I grabbed my card and walked into the main room. I saw Morgan sitting on the couch in her jeans and tee shirt. When she saw me she stood up and fallowed me to the elevator.
We took the elevator down and met Mrs. Crone in the lobby. She looked me up and down in distaste and sighed.
“You picked preppy as your style of choice.” I had a choice of outfit, what! Oh it must have been in those instructions that I should have read. “How unfortunately distasteful. I was hoping for you to be a casual but I guess not. Well here is your entry card.” she said as she pulled out a black card from her purse and handed it to me. She pulled out another card and handed it to me. “That is my calling card call it using the phone you will get if you ever need something. But now, go outside and swipe your cash card in the white machine and when it asks tell it you want a taxi for two too the preppy stores. When you get there you can go into any stores that have the black word preppy on their sign by holding your card up to the door.” she told us while she slowly walked to the doors. “Well have a nice day.” she said as we came to the doors.

* * *

Me and Morgan walked outside into the bright June sunlight. I walked up to the machine and did what Mrs. Crone told me to do.
“Thank you please sit down and wait for taxi twenty-seven.”  I  sat on a bench and waited in silence with Morgan until the taxi arrived. When it did we climbed inside and I broke the ice.
“So what was your style when you first came here?” I asked when the car started moving. She looked at me and smiled.
“Preppy, of course. I never got why a girl that has stuff to show off would try to hide it. I mean when there are so many men to impress you have to look smart a sexy” she had an accent to her voice that I hadn’t noticed before. It sounded like an accent from the Jersey area of colony one.
“Morgan, what colony are you from?” I asked when she started checking her refection in the window. She turned to look at me with a huge smile.
“I’m from colony one girl! My talent is to cause an addicting feeling of comfort and happiness. Like the main talent of colony one, just stronger and more addicting. Where did you think I was from? That Eskimo colony ten. No way! The only reason I was assigned to Ramona was because in my group there were two from one and none from ten.” She said as we pulled to a stop. We got out of the car and stepped on to the side walk. We were in front of an underwear store. “Yes! This is like the best store in town. ‘Under Preppy’ has like the best bra’s and I’m like best friends with Rochelle, the manager. I can get you great deals.” She said as we walked to the door.
‘Under Preppy’? That is like the cheesiest name for and store ever, I thought as I put my black card on the door’s scanner. The door opened automatically and we walked inside. I looked at the walls that were covered in partial mannequins wearing glittery bras and thongs.
“Morgan! I can’t believe your luck! You got a preppy girl from colony six! That is like so rare, mostly that are casual or preppy. Give me a hug girl!” A tall blond woman who looked completely plastic who was standing beside the counter screamed as Morgan ran up to her and gave her a huge hug. “Ow ow! These are new as of yesterday.” she said as she gestured to her new boobs. “And you don’t need help shopping here so run along so I can take care of your charge.” Morgan ran off to shop and Rochelle came over to me.
“You look about a B34 and a medium. You free or have you set your sights on someone? Are you planing on getting any plastic or going natural? Do you like commitment or are you a free floater? No push, little push, or lots of push?” She said as she looked me up and down. I thought for a second.
“Those measurements are correct. I am free, I wasn’t planning on plastic but you look fantastic so I’m thinking about it, I like commitment, and lots of push makes me look hot.” I said and she beamed. She ran around the store and grabbed a bunch of bras and thongs. She put them in a bright pink shopping basket and put the basket into my arms and started pushing me towards the sleep wear section.
“Now are you planning to sleep alone or... not?” She asked as she started pawing though the racks. She turned to look at me and blinked. When I didn’t speak she got this look on her face that I didn’t like. “Oh I see how it is. You like to lead them on, break there hearts. Well that's good. It’s better for you to break theirs then for them to break yours. I think I should give you something seductive for you to wear if they come calling in the morning. Hear is a style that is comfortable and sexy. A simple bra and G-string set under a shear white slip.” She said as she picked one up and draped it and for other garments over her arm. “I will give you that and four other sleepwear styles like it for only fifty tokens, and in you basket in ten bras and fifteen under bottoms. Five G’s, ten panties. The stuff in your basket will only cast you two hundred tokens. That brings your total too two hundred fifty tokens.” She said as she stepped behind the counter and pulled out a card reader. I handed her my card and waited for her to scan it. She handed it back to me with my two bags filled with stuff and a small leather shoulder bag. I assumed it was a gift and put my cards in it. We walked out of the store loaded with bags that we barely had enough hands to hold.
“Ugh! I was not built to carry bags! We need a floating porter.” Morgan said as a large floating disk came up from behind us. “Great hears one now. Stop, we need you.” She said to the disk. The disk floated back and wait in front of us. She put her bags on the disk and I fallowed her lead and put all my bags but my purse down on the disk.
“These things are great, they fallow you around and hold your bags. It has a one way force field to let things go it and keep them in.”She said as we walked in to the next store. This store was small all it had was a large board of colors and patterns and a bored looking girl behind the counter.
“Hello and Welcome to Scarce Technology. Please give me your name and the color or pattern you want on your new and improved mePhone 200s.” She said without looking up from her phone.
“My name is Morgan Five-Eight I would like the words ‘You can be with this’ in hot pink on my black phone.” Morgan said to the girl. She didn’t even acknowledge her.
“Next” the girl yelled to me. I jumped into the air and started breathing quickly. I wonder if her power was to make others uncomfortable.
“My name is Regina Five-Eighteen. I would like neutral leopard print. “ I said quietly. She pushed towards the back of the room. She grabbed two phones off a table and handed them to us. They had our personalisation's already on them.
“Have a good day and goodbye.” She said and waved us away. I put my phone in my purse and realized that it was free. I shrugged and walked into the next store.

* * *

The woman who greeted us at the door was another smiley blond with a spray tan. She looked me up and down then ran away. When she came back she had four huge bags loaded with clothes.
“I think you with find that all these clothes fit you perfectly and that they will give you that slutty librarian look you like. The entire purchase will cost six hundred tokens. May I see your card.” She asked as she placed the bags on the disk. I fumbled though my bag and handed her my card she rush off scanned it and handed it back. Almost instantaneously Morgan was back by my side. We walked outside and went across the street to the shoe store we were greeted by a short lady with a clipboard.
“Welcome to ‘Preppy Marry’ the best place for shoes. Now I will need to see the new one for a moment to ask her a few questions.” she grabbed my hand and took me into a a back room with two cushioned arm chairs. She sat in one and gestured for me to take the other. I sat down and she looked at her clipboard.
“So Regina, what is your favorite color of shoes and do you were socks most of the time?” she asked me expectantly.
“Black of course and only with closed roof shoes.” I told her.
“Great! Please go to the counter, I will meet you there in just a moment.” she said as she hurried out. I fallowed her out and walked to the counter while she grabbed shoes. She arrived with five boxes of shoes. I handed her my card and she scanned it. Me and Morgan left the store and headed for what looked like the center of the shopping district.
“Okay! Now all we need is your gown for the gala and we can go home for lunch. Then you can use your laptop and the catalogs to get new stuff for the apartment. You are in charge of redecoration.” Morgan said as we walked into ‘Belle of the ball’. When I looked around I caught my breath. I was surrounded by gorgeous gowns that glimmered, shimmered and sparkled. I walked around until I found an attendant.
“Excuse me miss but can you get me a red floor length gown, one shoulder and shiny but not sparkly” I asked her. She nodded and walked away. She came back with three dresses draped over her arm. She lead me towards a fitting room to try them on. I tried on the first one, but it didn't feel right. So I tried on the second one. It was the one. It caught the light when I twirled and I was tight until the knee where it became flowy and it was just gorgeous. It was the dress. I took it off and draped it over my arm to give to the lady to bag, but when I looked for her she was gone. Morgan ran over to me.
So just grab a bag on the way out and put the dress in. Your first gown is free but they don't like mentioning it so just be casual.” she whispered in my ear. I grabbed a bag and carefully placed in my dress. I but the bag on the disk as we walked out of the store and headed for another of the machines I had used to call the taxi. Then, a question dawned on me.
“Morg, what gala will I be wearing this dress to?” I asked her.
“Oh yeah the summer achievement ball.” she said.
“Well what's that?”
“It's the best party of the year. It is were the group that just finished being advised gets their first job based on their scores on their achievement rank. That would be the group that came in five years ahead of you. Only the group getting assignments and the newest group get to go. There is food and speeches. Though the best part of the night is the dance of the high achiever and his prodigy.” she said with a wistful voice and a glimmer in her eye. I payed for the cab to come get us and sat down on a bench.
“Who gets to be the prodigy?” I asked.
“Well that depends on who the achiever is. Generally the achiever picks someone from their colony.”she said as the taxi pulled up. “But who the achiever is, well that is highly classified.” she stepped into the taxi.

Chapter 8

When we go back to the flat I saw all our shopping bags were sitting on the coffee table. I grabbed my bags and puzzled over how the got into the apartment as I lugged them into my room. I set the bags on the floor and walked over to the desk to read the closet instructions.
To have an outfit presented to you walk to the back of the closet and say ‘new outfit’.To select an outfit that has been presented to you, touch it and the outfit will be on your bed when you come out. To have a different outfit presented do not touch the outfit, instead say ‘new choice’. To select your own outfit, which we do not recommend, walk to the back of the closet, say ‘self selected outfit’ and pick the outfit elements you would like to use from the walls. To add clothes that you have bought to your wardrobe, place the bags in the back of the closet, say ‘add to wardrobe’ and leave the closet, they will be there next time you enter.

Ok that seems fairly strait forward. I fallowed the instructions and added the clothes to my wardrobe. I left my room and walked into the kitchen to find some food. What I found was a dining table compleatly set up for diner for two and a note from Morgan. I wonder where she is?
Dear Rea,
I’m going out to diner with Jonas. Diner is all set for you and Ramon. I invited him down you should probally get dressed for your date he will be down here at seven. If you go into your closet and ask for date clothes. Then go into your bathroom and ask for a date look. You’ll look great!
love ya,
Morgan

I checked the time, it was six thirty. Crap! I ran into my closet and slammed the door shut.
“Date clothes!” I shouted. There was a flash of light and i saw an outfit. I touched it and ran out of the closet. It was already on my bed. I pulled the tight red strapless mini dress and red pumps and ran into the bathroom. I sat down in the chair in front of the vanity and looked it the mirror.
“Date look!” I said. There was another flash of light and in front of me there was a mannequin's head with bleach blond hair that looked like it would go down to my thighs. There was also a tube of glitter eyeliner, a tube of cherry red lipstick. I applyed the lipstick and eye liner and puzzled over the wig.
“Can I get some help with this wig?” I asked the thin air. There was another flash of light and a knock on the bathroom door.
“Who is it” I asked. A woman entered the room and closed the door behind her.
“I am your beauty assistant, Laura. You called for me.” she said as she spun my chair away from the mirror. “Just close your eyes and wait for me to finish your hair. You may see when I am done.” She said. I heard a few snips and felt her pull a cap over my head. She slipped a necklace over my head, put the wig on and spun me around to face the mirror. I was gorgeous.
I walk out into the living room just as the door bell rang. I gave myself a once-over in the a full length mirror and ran to the door. I opened the door and there was Ramon in a black dress shirt and khaki pants. I couldn’t help but notice that the top two buttons of his shirt were undone.
“Come in, come in.” I said as I ushered him in and pointed to the table. I closed the door and went to sit at the table. He fallowed my lead and sat across from me.
“You look great. Not as good as the last to times I seen you, but still great.” I laughed and tossed my hair over my shoulder. I felt the I was putting the flirting on a little thick so I calmed down and started poking at my salad.
“So do you. Did you go shopping today or was that just me.” I meant for it to sould light and airy, but it came out conceded and kind of rude. He just laughed and shook his head while he ate his salad. I heard a ding from the kitchen to see what food was ready for our next course.
“Let me go get our entree.” I said to excuse myself. I walked into the kitchen and saw two plates of chicken on rice all ready on the counter. I picked them up and placed one in front of myself and one in front of Ramon.. I sat down and stared at my food as an awkward silence started to stretch. Finally he broke it.
“So what have you learned about this place?” he asked.
“Little to nothing.” I admitted.
“Well, I learn about our day-to-day life here and and that we start training tomarrow.” he said.
“Training for what, I wonder.” I said as I poked at my chicken. It looked so delicious but I didn’t really trust the food. There was just something here that seemed off.
“Oh! Our careers. I was told that we would have to pick a “pathway’” he said with air quotes. “Then then will give us a job in that pathway that best uses our talent. I know that two of the pathway’s are science and entertainment. I think there might be more. Never mind I know there is more but that really doesn't matter right now. What matters right now is you, me and creamy tomato soup.” He said and turned his attention to his food and took up a spoonful of soup. He put it to his lips and...
Slurp! He continued doing this for almost five minutes before he looked up and saw my face. He just put his spoon back in his bowl, and put on the face of a little kid who was caught sneaking cookie from the cookie jar.
“Ramon was that really nessicary.” I asked his with a flirtatous lift to my voice.
“Not at all.” he replyed as he looked at his shoes. I got up and went to the fridge looking for something to drink. I found a six pack of what looked like beer. When I read the lable I discovered that it was just cola in bottles to make it look like beer. I decided it was safe grabbed two and opened then up. I placed one in front of Ramon and took a swig of mine.
He picked up his bottle and held it in the air. “To colony eleven,” he proposed. “a new place with new people and new opprotunitys.” he said.
“I’ll drink to that.” I responded as I clicked mine with his. I took another swig before I noticed a large warning on the bottle. Fools Soda has been produced to help you enjoy yourself. Should cause giddiness, foolishness and a burning desire to do what you would never do without the extra push. You will not remember what you did after you drink this; every swig is another five hours of pure happiness. Has no physical effects on the body. Drink up and enjoy!
My last thought before my memory faded was, why the hell did Morgan put that in the fridge? Then the world went black.

Chapter 9

I woke up the next morning with a blinding headache. I was lying in bed curled into a tight ball under the covers. The first thing I saw were Morgan’s bright green eyes looking right into mine. I blink a couple of times as if it would scare her away. She snapped up and stood up strait. I shook my head and sat up in bed. That’s when I realised that all I was wearing was underwear. I was so shock I jumped out of bed ran into the closet and got on pajama jeans and a sweatshirt. Morgan looked at me with amusement in her eye.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked her as I rubbed my eyes.
“Girl, do you know what went down between you and Ramon last night?” she ask me.
“No clue. I don’t have a clue what happened after...” I trailed off. Then it came back to me. “The shit in the fridge! Why the hell was that in there?” I asked her in rage. She held up her hands and started backing towards the door. I looked at the clock it read six a.m.
“I thought you and Ramon might need a little push to get the ball rolling. However with Ramon's mind reading he could tell something was up once the effects wore off on him. He snapped back to reality faster than you because he had drank less.” she said as she walked out of the room and into the living room.
“Are you going to tell me what happened? Wait, how do you know what happened?” I asked her.
“Oh well, after Jonas left I went into you room to check up on you and Ramon, only to discover that he was gone. Puzzled I went down to security and got the footage from last night in the apartment. Now I will show it to you.”

* * *

“Hey Ramon. Lets stop eating and go sit on the couch.” I said. He nodded and lay down on the couch. I got on top of him and we started making out. When we finally stopped to breath. I stared into his eye’s for what seemed like five minutes. Then I whispered something inaudible into his ear and we got up and went to my room.

* * *

“Stop, I know were this is going and I don’t want to see it” I told Morgan. She shook her head and chuckled.
“It’s not going where you think it’s going. Don’t worry you little head.” She said as she played the video again.

* * *

We walked into my room first I went into the bathroom. My beauty attendant removed my wig and shook out my hair so it would go back to it’s waves. I climbed onto my bed where Ramon was waiting. He started unzipping my dress and when he got it off I tried to remove his shirt. But then I feel asleep.

* * *

“What, seriously? I just fall asleep all over him!” I shouted. Morgan shrugged and sighed.
“I suppose the drink put to much strain on your mind and so your brain just kinda shorted out. It has been known to happen to people when they are under a lot of stress and want to drink and escape. I think it might be a safety feature so that u don’t exhaust yourself until you die.” She told me as she got up and walked into the kitchen. She came back with two steaming toaster pastries drizzled with sugary icing. I toke one when she held it out to me and I started to devour it.
“Whoa. Dude, calm down. These are energy pastries, eat them to fast and you get a nasty stomach ache. So, finish do exactly what you did last night to get ready for your date but substitute the phrase ‘date clothes’ for ‘business clothes’, and ‘date look’ for ‘business look’.” she told me. I wonder what we were doing today. Probably ‘settling into the new life’ stuff. When we had both finished we went to our rooms to get ready.
I went into my closet and asked for my “business clothes”. What I got was a red jacket with only three buttons placed at the bottom, so that the lacy black bra underneath peaked out. It was paired with a red mini skirt, tan pantyhose and red leather stiletto's. I will have to find a loop hole in my style choice. I don’t know how much longer I can live with looking like a “slutty school girl”. I touched the outfit any way and walked out to put it on. I struggled with the jacket, but eventually I buttoned it. Then I proceeded to hair and make-up.
When I stepped into the bathroom Laura was waiting for me. “I know what you want, please sit down.” she told me. I did what she said and waited patently for her to be done. When she spun me around I was again amazed by my transformation. This time she had straitened my normal hair and attached short strait bangs that matched my hair color perfectly. She had applied brown mascara to my lashes and nude lipstick to my lips. My cheeks had a slight blush and I looked ready to go.
I walked out to the living room to see Morgan sitting on the couch, reading an interior design magazine. She looked up when I came in. I stood in front of her and she looked me up and down, then frowned.
“What?” I asked in response to the look on her face. She looked at me again and shook her head.
“It’s your outfit. It’s just not right. I think it’s the color. I think It would look better if the suit was white and the bra was red. Go and change.” she sat back down and continued reading. I walked back to my room and changed. When I went out to the living room again Morgan nodded her head.
“Great, now go and take that outfit off. Place all the clothes in the back of the closet and say ‘box’. Then go to the bathroom.” she said and went back to her magizine. I took off the suit and wondered if I was just supposed to go the bathroom naked. I guessed so because here, they really like to show a lot of skin. So I placed the suit in the closet to be boxed and went to the bathroom.
Laura was waiting for me inside. I waited to be told what to do because Morgan hadn’t given me instructions for what to do what I got here.
“Hello, please step into the shower to be properly cleaned for the day. Today you will have a cold shower a light shampoo and condition with exfoliating paste. Everything today will be lemon scented. Is that all right?” she said when i had closed the door.
“Um, sure. I guess.” I responded. You know, it’s weird how even though I was the daughter of the third highest ranking official in colony six I was never treated this well. I suppose that's because all the good scientist that develop good stuff like this are all stuck in colony eleven training all us kids with special talents. I also wonder where they got all the people to be our servants. And who makes the food. And who designs the clothes. And who builds the buildings. If colony eleven is only for people with special powers what are all these working class people doing here with no powers?
I got in the shower and was instantly blasted by ice cold water. I tried to shrink away from it before I realised that it was coming directly from above my head. I tried to open the shower door but it was locked, on purpose, just to make sure I couldn’t escape my highly uncomfortable shower. Then as if on command a small blob of something gooey fell onto my head, my shampoo. I let it rinse out on its own, and then tried the door again. Still locked and I am still trapped. Then came the conditioner. I tried to wipe it off my head befor it could sink in but failed. Last there was the ‘exfoliating paste’! What a load of crap! The water had stopped and I was squirted with thick, gritty, yellow paste. It started sliding down my body and scraping my skin the whole time. When the water turned itself back on I was raw and pink, not the most beautiful look. I stepped out into a hot, dry blast of wind. The wind stopped and I was dry. I stepped into the towel that Laura held out for me, I did not actually need a towel since the wind had dried me but I was grateful for the cover up.
“Go get on your street clothes. You will spend the day without Morgan. Today you spend it with Ruby. She is your new personal assistant, or PA. Everyone says she has potential.” Laura said as she ushered me back into the bedroom.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 28.11.2011

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