Wacko Academy by Faith Wilkins

Author:Faith Wilkins
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Young Adult
ISBN: 9781933608822
Publisher: Arundel Publishing
Published: 2012-03-31T21:00:00+00:00

Stealth

On the night before the departure ceremony, I was very jumpy. What if we got caught? Would we get some kind of horrific punishment, or worse, be forced to stay longer? Sheer panic crashed over me in waves as I lay awake. I glanced around the room. Everyone seemed to be asleep. The blonde girl—never did catch her name—snored softly in the bunk across from mine. Red tufts of hair stuck out from the covers on the two top bunks. The silence made me even more antsy.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Cattie, are you awake?” I whispered, lightly kicking the bunk above me. “Don’t you think we should be leaving now?”

I heard what sounded like a muffled “Ouch!” Then there was a rustling of sheets. Her head appeared from the top bunk, hair disheveled.

“Yes, I’m awake,” she hissed. “And a little sore on the bottom, thanks to you. I have a cousin who—”

“All right. I’m sorry. I’m just nervous,” I apologized.

She nodded. “I’m nervous too. Come on, let’s get out of here.” She climbed down the ladder. I noticed that she was already dressed, like me. We woke True up and headed out as quickly as possible.

The hallways were eerily silent. True and I followed Cattie down the corridors, looking this way and that. When we came near the third door on the left, we heard voices. From what I could gather, some of the staff was having a midnight snack of some kind. Out of pure curiosity, we pressed our ears to the door.

“Just think, by tomorrow those brats will be gone,” one said with a satisfied sigh.

“Yeah,” barked another one. “But a new batch will be arriving soon after.”

There were agitated murmurs of agreement.

Someone cleared her throat angrily. “These ‘brats’ are mere children who are being forced to do things no one their ages should be doing. However, they continue to work hard and push themselves to the limit. Many of them come to me with ghastly injuries, but they don’t utter a single cry of pain. They just stare down at the floor, trying very hard not to show any emotion.”

We couldn’t believe our ears. Someone was actually taking our side. An uncomfortable silence followed.

Finally Sergeant Buck muttered, “Tough little monsters. I’ll give them that.”

Again there was silence and a few uneasy coughs. After a while they began to talk about other things, such as politics and how much they were getting paid, which was a lot, mind you.

I felt like kicking myself for spending so much time standing there. Still, it definitely was interesting to hear what they really thought about us. Brats? Tough little monsters, were we? Oh, I’d show them how tough we really were. I’d outwit them and teach them a thing or two. I squared my shoulders, holding my head a little higher. We silently moved on.

It felt like a full hour before Cattie stopped us in front of a big metal door. When she tried to turn the knob, it wouldn’t open.

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