Diary of a Teenage Superhero (Teen Superheroes Book 1) by Darrell Pitt

Author:Darrell Pitt [Pitt, Darrell]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 2013-12-07T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

When the alarm goes off, it’s like a bomb exploding in my head. To make matters worse, it’s accompanied by the flickering of fluorescent lights in the ceiling. One second I’m sound asleep in complete darkness. The next I feel like an insect being studied under a magnifying glass.

I blearily examine the alarm clock.

5.30am

Oh, God.

The previous night I found myself housed in a dorm room with Chad and Dan while Brodie and Ebony were given a room across the hall. Compared to our previous penthouse accommodation, this place is more like Guantanamo Bay. Everything is concrete. There are no windows because we are still a hundred feet underground. The beds are reinforced steel bunks. There are no pictures on the walls. Even the television looks like it was built during the cold war.

I had half expected to find pajamas made to look like orange jumpsuits, but they turn out to be military green tops and shorts.

As I sit up in the bed I find myself wondering one thing.

What have I gotten myself into?

I suddenly hear the shower running. I look blearily over at Dan and Chad who look even worse than me.

A computerized voice emanates from a loud speaker built into the ceiling.

“The shower provides hot water for three minutes,” it informs us. “After that it converts to cold water only.”

You’ve got to be kidding.

The three of us charge madly for the shower, but Chad gets there first. I don’t think he’s ever showered with two guys watching him.

“What’re you looking at?” he asks, rubbing soap all over him.

“Two minutes,” the computer intones.

“Out!” I yell. “Get out!”

We virtually drag him out by the hair. I jump in next, promising I’ll give Dan his full minute. Before I’m even half washed, though, the computer announces the shower has one minute of hot water remaining.

Dan glowers at me.

“Aw, hell,” I say, climbing out.

I dry myself and drag on clothes. As soon as Dan finishes his shower, cold and shivering, the computer tells us breakfast will be served in five minutes in Kitchen Twelve. I remember the location from Anna’s tour the previous evening. It’s about two hundred feet down the hallway.

The computer continues.

“Breakfast will begin at five forty-five am and will conclude at five fifty-five am.”

I have to think really hard about what the computer has said because my head is still in bed while the rest of me is only pretending to be awake.

“That’s ten minutes,” I say aloud. “Ten minutes for breakfast.”

We charge out of there and bump into the girls in the hallway. They look like they’ve just escaped a flooded building. Neither of them has combed their hair. Ebony’s is still dripping wet.

“We had three minutes for both of us to shower!” Brodie yells.

“Three minutes?” I yell. There’s some sort of inequality here. “Between the two of you? That means you had an entire minute and a half per person. We only had a minute!”

“Bad luck!” Brodie snaps.

No-one speaks during breakfast. There are three attendants bringing food out to us like clockwork.

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