Chapter OneA Chapter by emma234This is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for. Six weeks after that strange man took me out of my maths lesson, (which I still need to thank him for), and handed me that white envelope. Who would have thought that six weeks later, I’d be in a completely different school? No, it wasn’t my Hogwarts letter… I know, I was disappointed, too. But it wasn’t far off. Mind you, it didn’t exactly get me into a desirable situation; here I am in a huge, half empty exam hall with a super high ceiling and polished wooden floor. And I’ve had no lunch. I look up briefly from my in-depth study of the pine desk in front of me, surprisingly clean, considering I reckon they must be at least ten years old, to see the man coming towards me… Towards us, I’m not alone in the hall. Looking around there must be about twenty of us; twenty sixteen year olds…Twenty of the most intelligent sixteen year olds in the country. Anyway, the man opens up an important-looking brown envelope to reveal a wad of white papers. That’s right; I’m here for an exam, I remind myself, picking up one of my several black pens and clicking it into action. I have to focus now; anything could be on this exam. I think back to Mum’s pep-talk at home this morning; ‘you’re good, Em. You know your stuff, just do it!’ Oh god, he’s getting closer. At least I’m sat at the back… Nobody’s looking at me fiddling. What am I even doing here? I’m no genius; they must have me mixed up… Maybe that’s it, after this test, they’ll send me back to Redroofs. Not that it was a bad place, just not… like this. Time seems to stop as he reaches my desk. I zero in on his large hand gripping the flimsy white sheet. This was really it, now. I watch as the paper seems to float through the air, landing as lightly as a feather on the desk in front of me. All of a sudden, I forget my worries. My mind focuses in on my mission. The silence surrounding me suddenly seems peaceful, and the tension I had been feeling was gone. Glancing up again, the man is staring right into my eyes from the front of the hall. ‘You may begin.’ His voice booms. Inhaling deeply, I peel over the first page. The pale sheet is covered in black diagrams, arrows and numbers. My eyes dart to the top of the page. ‘Please decode the following’, reads the title. I instantly become aware of the silence that is no longer peaceful, no longer comforting, but that is instead almost foreboding. My heart beats hard against my chest and I grip my pen tighter. This was not like any exam I’d ever sat. This was unlike any school I’d ever seen. © 2013 emma234Featured Review
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