Cindy Mayes
"I don't care if you tell me this is a school, there is no way there are schools that look like this. This is a prison."
"I don't care if you tell me this is a school, there is no way there are schools that look like this. This is a prison."
Cindy blinked herself out of her sleep state, awaking to the sound of the quiet, purring engine outside. She stretched out her limbs; well, to an extent. She was still in the SUV, as they were still driving to the academy. She looked out the window, to see an endless stretch of desert, with scattered dead bushes and cacti. She could see there was no wind, or footprints, just the never ending desert that surrounded the SUV on both sides.
We were probably near the heart, if this isn't the heart of the desert. But which desert is this? We could be anywhere in the world right now... Well, except maybe Antarctica, despite it having the biggest deserts.
She thought about the area she was in. There were no distinct areas in this desert, other then the fact that the sand is more of a yellow-white, instead of the usual yellow. It wasn't much, but she could cross out multiple areas, for example, the Australian outback or the colder parts in Europe. She pondered quite a few things on this journey, the littlest things. She didn't bother asking, though. She knew that they weren't worth her time. They took a sharp turn to the left, as the SUV skid in the sand. Cindy was slightly startled by it, however she manage to keep quiet.
"You've been surprisingly quiet this trip." One of the men spoke up, knowing that she was awake.
"Well, I don't have much to say to you, to be honest. You took me from my home to be imprisoned in a school for people like me. We deserve every right every other high-schooler has. So why are we going to a school that's away from society? From the world?" She grew annoyed. She didn't want an excuse, she wanted an explanation or an answer.
"Because, if something bad happened, we do not want people suffering because of one mistake." She could hear it in that mans voice. He was making up an excuse. There was no harm in me, or anyone else with powers.
"What am I going to do? Bring a Barbie doll to life?"
"I'm sorry! I can't help you, just please... Try to understand." The man said with despair, as the other man glared at him with an evil eye.
Cindy stopped asking questions. There was no point anymore, she wasn't going to get any straight answers. She knew that both of them knew what was going on, and even felt guilty about it. But for what reason? She shuddered, thinking of the possibilities. The worst part is, that the government is probably behind all of this. She looked out the front window, seeing a tiny black speck in the distance. She sighed; it was probably the school. Not a very good sign if it's that dark. The car got closer to the speck, revealing a prison-like building, with a fence perimeter. It was dark, and gloomy.
"You've got to be kidding me. This is the school? I knew it was going to be a prison, but I didn't think it would literally be a prison." She mumbled to herself in disgust.
The gates creaked, as they opened to the black SUV. The car had stopped, as the men got out of the SUV. Cindy was the last to get out of the air conditioned SUV. It was extremely hot, Well over 40 degrees (about 120 Farenheit) which got her sweating in a matter of minutes.
"I'm home," She mumbled to herself. She could see a few people were here, but they were too busy carrying their bags inside. She decided to do the same.
