The Rift Uprising by Amy S. Foster

Author:Amy S. Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

I tear into the parking lot of Battle Ground High and fly out of my car before the tires can shudder to a complete stop. I whip open the front doors of the school, noticing that the students are milling around. It’s just before first bell. As I walk toward a couple of boys, I hear one of them say something about my ass. While I find this flattering, I have to say I don’t appreciate the tone. I pick him up by the shirt with one hand until he’s a couple inches off the ground.

“Do. Not. Objectify. Me.” I let him go and he staggers but stays on his feet. “It’s rude.” I breeze past them. I know I don’t need the added attention right now, but teenage boys, Jesus. If you want to talk about my body, at least say something smart. Something sexy. Internet porn has ruined everything.

I walk into the ARC section of the building and I wonder: Can I break in here if I have to? Why would I, though? If I really needed to get to base and/or The Rift, I could just drive and easily maneuver through the Camp Bonneville defenses, which are much more complicated than they look, but manageable. Yet that’s how my mind works: assessing potential threats. And walking through the school, I’m realizing I now think of this place as a potential threat.

I go through the metal detector and then the eye scan. I wait for the train with many other Citadels. A few of them talk to me and I talk back, but I don’t really engage. That’s the thing about Citadels, though—we are supergood with boundaries, so I am mostly left alone. When the train stops, I follow everyone up the steps and watch them branch off into different directions, most headed for their locker rooms. I wonder if it wouldn’t be a good idea for me to put my uniform on, or at least my training one on. Not only would it make me less conspicuous, but if I get into trouble, it could save me. Defiantly, I decide against it. If I’m going to do this, face this, then I want to be me—Ryn—and not a Citadel.

In order to get where I’m going, I have to walk past Applebaum’s door. We all front and say we aren’t intimidated by him, but on some level, we are. He is the patriarch of this place and no one likes disappointing Daddy. At the moment, I despise him, but still, I can’t help it that I want to make him proud. It’s just another sick thing I hate about this place. I wait for more than one or two troops to walk by. Then I hit the jackpot: four soldiers barreling up the hallway in a straight line. I quickly join their ranks at the far end. I’m so small compared to these guys that even if Applebaum was to look out of his glass office at that moment, he wouldn’t see me.

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