Capítulo 1: Lightsabers & Panic Attacks
Two girls sat across from each other, in a small metal cell, bouncing a small red ball back and forth between them. The two were silent. They didn't have anything to say to each other. They were too bored for useless words. And talking just wasted oxygen.
The two girls were complete opposites. Lottie was the tall black-haired girl, with fierce features and an army jacket. Jessica was the short dirty blond headed girl with soft curls and dainty flower necklace. Lottie was outspoken with violent tendencies, while Jessica was quiet with wicked thoughts running through her head. Jessica was the calm, and Lottie was the storm.
The door to the small cell opened, causing the two girls to lose their concentration on the small red ball, as their focus turned to the three guard members entering.
"Prisoners 275 and 307 please stand." The first guard stated, as the second one opened a silver case, and the last one stood in the doorway with his taser rod out and at the ready.
Jessica all but jumped to her feet, not wanting to cause any disturbances. The second guard pulled a silver bracelet out of the case and moved towards her with it, asking her to hold out her wrist.
Lottie pocketed the red ball, giving the guards a sharp glare as she slowly got to her feet. "Wait, Jessica, what's that bracelet?" She said towards the first guard who spoke.
At the sound of Lottie's question, Jessica jerked her hand back to her torso, before the guard could secure the bracelet, cradling it as though she had been burned.
"It tracks your vitals, now comply or we will take drastic measures." The guard said the last part towards Jessica. The shorter girl looked over towards the taller, who nodded her head.
After the bracelets had been secured onto the wrists of the girls, they were lead out of the cell with nothing but the order of "Follow me."
The girls didn't say too much, sure they were scared, confused, and panicking. But they knew that causing a disturbance wouldn't do them any good. They knew that something major was going down. Lottie knew from her last cellmate that they didn't give you a bracelet to track your vitals before floating you. No, that would be a waste of resources.
Jessica looked over at the girl who had come to be a close companion to her, during her 7-month stay in the sky box. She could see her friend, whose posture was perfect, whose walk flowed with confidence, and whose eyes while steeled in front of her were scared behind her mask.
It seemed that every kid over the age of 13 was being taken by the guards. All of them having the same steel bracelet that matched hers. Was this a mass floating? A mass trial? Were they being released? Jessica didn't know what was going on, and the noise of the scared kids around her wasn't helping.
They're killing you all. You are going to die, and they are taking everyone with you. This is your fault. Jessica was freaking out, the noise, the confusion, the fact that she had just lost Lottie in the crowd. The guards were pushing her, but she couldn't get her legs to work. Her breath had sped up almost to the point of hyperventilating. People were running into her. Her eyes couldn't focus on anything around her, it was all just a spinning blur of colors.
Someone had grabbed her shoulders, and it sounded like a voice was talking to her, but all she heard was the never ending cycle of This is your fault. A prick on her neck was the last thing that she felt before the voices stopped and darkness overtook her vision.
Lottie had been in front of a very pushy guard, causing her to practically speed walk her way to the drop ship. She knew that she had lost Jessica somewhere in the crowd, but she knew that they would end up at the same place eventually, so she didn't worry too much. She walked through the crowd of delinquents with her head held high, making her give off an image of superiority and imitation. Of course, the fact that there was a guard behind her, holding a lightsaber to her back may have taken away a bit of that image.
As she was pushed into the drop ship and forced up onto the second floor, she took a moment to look around. The walls were that dull grey metal that seemed to surround her whole life. Hard black chairs were placed literally everywhere that they could fit them, with red harnesses on them, there were even some standing harnesses. She prayed that she wasn't one of the unlucky bastards that got to buckle in there.
Kids and guards were scattered around the drop ship, some kids looked scared to death, while others held impassive faces, but some of the kids were carried in, like a blonde girl who was all but dead to the world, thanks to a tranquilizer dart in her neck. Wannabe Luke Skywalker, also known as the guard behind her, pushed her up a ladder to the third level and into a seat that was up against one of the pipes. As he roughly buckled her in, she heard an all too familiar laugh come from the seat next to her. The guard left as soon as she was in.
"For fucks sake." Lottie groaned as she looked over at her neighbour.
Of course, he was there, the annoying shit was always around, even on a fucking drop ship full of criminals she had ended up next to him. She didn't know that he had been confined. It made sense that he was a criminal though, honestly, she would have thought that he would have been arrested before she was.
"Nice to see you too, Cupcake."
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