Derek grunts as a dodge his punch. I go to kick him but he grabs my foot and tugs. I slip and fall on my back. It knocked the wind out of me. Derek gets down and straddles my waist.
"You have a lot of training to do." He says.
I bring my legs up and kick him where it would really hurt. He rolls off of me.
"Or not." He wheezes.
I feel a smile tug at my lips.
"You find this funny?" He asks as he gets up.
I shrug "a little." I say.
He rolls his eyes and flips me the finger. "let's go." He says. He starts limping away.
"I barely kicked!" I say as I match his pace.
"If that was barely then I don't want to know what you full kick was." He says.
I smile.
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Derek stops limping halfway through the walk.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask.
Derek stops at a door. "You'll see." He opens the door for me.
I slowly walk inside. It's an empty room that is completely blue. Derek walks in and locks the door. There is a control panel with a bunch of buttons on it. Derek hits a bunch of them.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"You might feel a little sick." He says.
The whole room seems to start to spin. Making me fall on my ass. I watch as the walls spin faster and faster. This can't be happening. This has to be a dream. Then I start to float off the ground. The room is spinning so fast that it's just a blue blur. I'm floating in mid air. My hair blows around my face.
"What's happening?" I ask.
Or, I at least meant to. Nothing came out of my mouth. I try to look around. All I see is blue. Where is Derek? What's happening?
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The Program.
General FictionKayla didn't chose to be in the program. Nor did her parents. She was taken at age 15. When she gets to a big white building that is surrounded by a wall in the middle of no where, she sees that she isn't the only one. Kids are taken to the surgery...
