Entitled by cama seeney (beach read book .txt) 📖

and hopped up on the side, looking in the side above me I found brown sauce, I almost smiled as i squirted the source on the bun and brought it up to my mouth, my stomach grumbled again.

 

A chuckle reached my ears and my head shot up, standing in the doorway was the guy from eairler he was much taller than me six foot something to my five three, next to him stood a smiling blond boy of around sixteen maybe - he had braces, dimples and big earphones around his neck. 'Hey I'm Jack green, this is Austin Logan.' He told me smiling with dimples, I smiled crookedly and pushed the plate towards them, my stomach growled again and I glared at my burger before taking a bite. 'So your the new girl huh, Scarlett?' He asked grabbing the plate and offering Austin the second one. I nodded before jumping off the side and landing on one foot, it was care minus all the wrapping around it.

 

'Its rude to ignore people.' Austin Logan told me grumbling with distaste, I blushed and stared down at the floor. 'Its okay I don't mind listening to my voice every once in a while, there had to be someone with something smart to  say don't you think?' He asked with a cute little smile, I chuckled silently and he watched my reaction with great interest. 'Your a mute aren't you?' He whispered with wonder I ducked my head again and shrugged truthfully I didn't know what I was.

 

I didn't want to stand here and pretend I was normal, a black expression came over my face, I nodded to the boys before leaving the room still eating my food. This time I threw my clothes off and slept in just my shirt and boxers, the sheets were cold but soft. Soon I found myself sleeping again.

 

The wake up call

huh 

Noise was bustling all around me, making an incredible ruckus. I could hear the stomping of feet all around me, alarms and feet running downstairs in an almost distressed manner. I quickly sat up, ran over to my black closet and threw on a plain black tee shirt that fit all to well for my liking, A pair of three courter length jogging bottoms, a baggy black jumper from my own personal stash of clothing and a pair of lace up boots.

 

I looked for other shoes or  trousers but there was only different styles of jogging bottoms and work out tee-shirts. What kind of place is this? I wondered to myself. Sighing I sat down on my bed and laced up my shoes, reading the note someone had stuck onto the mirror in 'my' room. It read 'RULES.

 

STAY IN ROOM FROM 10PM TO 6AM, ANYONE CAUGHT OUTSIDE THESE HOURS WILL BE SENT TO THE WALL.

 

MEET AT TRAINING GROUND AT 6.30 AM, ANYONE NOT THERE AT 6.31 WILL REFER TO THE WALL.

 

NO VIOLENCE OUTSIDE OF CLASS, REFER TO WALL.

NO TARDINESS OR RUDENESS, PERSONAL AND JOINT ROOMS MUST BE KEPT CLEAN.

 

KEEP YOUR NOSE CLEAN, DON'T BE FOUND IN ANOTHER'S ROOM AFTER 10PM OR BEFORE 6AM.

 

IF YOU ARE UNSURE SEE TRAINER AND REFER TO WALL.'

 

 Should I refer to wall now? I asked myself with a snort, well isn't this cheery. Underneath the letter a watch was celotaped underneath. I put it on and saw it my heart rate, I walked and it beeped at me - half a calorie burned, ohh fun. My watch began beeping again - the time flashed, quarter past six probably want to get a move on. I thought to myself sighing, didn't want to find out what this so called wall was.

 

I exited my room to find around ten people running down the stairs at the same time, in response I raised an eyebrow and continued walking, in the dining room I found three rows of breakfast bars, and two rows of water bottles. Everyone grabbed two or three bars and a bottle each, doing the same I followed their lead.

 

I quickly ate the two bars I grabbed, (one nutty with apricots covered in yogurt, the other strawberry filling, the first was much nicer)I washed them down with water and pulled my long knotty hair into a high pony tail. 'Quickly!' A short girl shouted, she was around five two much like me, dark brown hair and light blue eyes. She started jogging from the house, I quickly ran up to her and panted, I hadn't ran anywhere in a long time. She was leading us into the trees somewhere, the was a well worn path that around fifteen people followed none of us looking over the age of twenty.

 

'Should you be joining us?' She asked nodding to my ankle and nearly tripping, my hand quickly shot out and caught her arm stopping her from falling. I shrugged in response, still not wanting to voice my opinion, truth be told the stiffness in my ankle from yesterday was almost completely gone, I felt a twinge here and there but for the most part it just made me concentrate all the more.

 

'Fair enough, I wouldn't want to be locked up all day in that house either. I should have told everyone to be quieter, I heard you just got out the hospital.' She talked alot, I liked it she didn't really expect me to answer which was a plus. I smiled and nodded my head, 'I remember my first day after the attack I was terrified. No one told me what was going on, but just remember we've all been through it and where still here, you will be too.' I nodded again looking at the still dark forest around me, my heard beat was speeding ahead of feet, almost like a race but it was winning. My throat constricted, and breath shortened, strangely having nothing to do with the running and more to do with the fire fear coursing through my veins.

 

I looked down and up, looking at the flat well worn path and back up to the trees surrounding me  I could be ambushed on any and every side. I closed my eyes and listened, using the sound of pounding feet around me to portray where I was going. I couldn't hear anything other than our feet. I breathed in deeply but found nothing weird hitting my senses. I read somewhere that having one sense stripped away from you left the others fighting to be better, forcing you to survive.

 

My heart calmed its frantic beat, dying down until it copied the pounding of feet. That's when I realised, we were completely I'm sync, every one of our foot falls. It annoyed me, angered the living day out of me, I wasn't a part of this group I immediately began running to a different beat. One that didn't sound like theirs. I felt no pull to fit in, no bone deep need. It suited me just fine, I never was one of those people who fit in just to belong.

 

When the others realised what I had done many of them cringed visibly, but didn't break their own running pattern. Logan however ran to my side, looked down at me and grinned before speading off ahead of all the rest. I wanted to join him but knew my beaten body couldn't manage it. 

 

All in a days training

 

I felt the cool breeze float through fallen tresses of hair, watched them out of the corner of my eyes as they floated carelessly. I looked around and watched as the lowly hanging branches swayed in the current of wind, the leaves dancing and falling lifeless to the floor. My eyes followed a bright green leaf to the floor, feeling sorrow for the newly grown leaf I watches as it landed on the brown ground. Only to see the small life growing underneath.

 

Energy never dies, it transforms into an out her form and lives on. That thought alone allowed me to keep moving and not fall prisoner to my grief. I felt like I had suddenly awoken from a dream, like I wasn't living, not really I hadn't noticed anything before, I saw a tree not the deeply indented wood, rough and different shades. The ground lumps of decaying life sustaining new life, the sweat rolling down the back of the short girls neck. I didn't notice things before now, I wasn't preoccupied by speaking. I could finally see what was around me...

 

The birds cawing above my head, I turned and looked up at them, finding I could pin point every single one of them even running as I was. I wondered what I'd see if I actually stood still, what wonders had I been missing all these years?

 

The tall grass now came up past my shins, swiping past each student only to land on another, the shushing sound it made was beautiful . The lose bark and stones rolled under my small feet only to be crushed by another.

 

I couldn't believe how alive the forest was. In the time I had been assessing the word around me I hadn't realized we came to a large clearing, in the middle stood a burley man six foot six maybe, a dark mustache coloring his upper lip, a dark green vest top showed of his massive arms, his green military wear trousers screamed army. His posture screamed don't fuck with me, I was inclined not to. The clearing was dimly lit but that didn't mean I missed the 'wall' he leaned against. On it was written the alphabet, next to the alphabet was numbers and the name of an exercise.

 

The wall was an L shape, forming a shelter but the top part of the roof was only made for the bar drilled into the ceiling for pull ups. There was around four bricks missing at the bottom, two across two up, a gap to put your feet so no one had to spot you for sit ups. The wall its self was for hand stand push ups or exercises like that.

 

All I could think was, what the actual fuck had I gotten myself into...

 

'NAMES!' the man screamed at us, the students began doing excersies that were branded on the wall. Each letter in the alphabet had an excersie next to it. Each person was only doing one, but I knew the number was flexible, very flexible.

 

After doing an excersie they would scream our their letter. I sighed and looked at the board. Here we go I thought to myself.

 

S - Spider