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Elliot stood in line, fighting the goosebumps that invaded his bare olive skin. This was degrading. All of it. But it was this or death...He tried death before. Death didn't want him so maybe America did? It was better then nothing, right? He crossed his arms at his wrists. Making sure no one could see the thin raised lines that indicated his prior meeting with Death.

He stood behind a brown-haired girl. She was just as nervous as he was. He had much more pratice hiding it. He wore his 'dead face'. A mask he used to use when he was home with his abusive father and drunken mother. He stood straight, head held high that his straight black hair tickled the back of his neck.
He'd been told he was attractive and before the 'Incident' he used to believe it. He had strong, He was tall, rather muscular from growing up on a farm. He used to have a grin that played across his Native American features that would making girls go crazy. But that was before. He still looked the same but He just doesn't smile anymore. Not the way he used to.
He took a deep breath and waited. He'd take this like he used to take his father's beatings.
He'd bob and weave and make sure nothing important was damaged. In this case, it was his pride and not his vital organs.