It been four days since that "meeting". These four days have been pointless, relentless, and mentally draining. 

Its the same thing. Everyday.

I wake up in the early hours of the day. I don't exactly know what time because of the lack of windows in this establishment. Then I head to the cafeteria and eat the unusual 'Boiled egg' with the nostalgic Orange Juice, and finally head to the training room to do the same training and deal with an always pissed-off Cade. 

He gets so sour when around me, and all I've done was save his leg from getting infected, and made a few mistakes of where to be and who to talk to. 

Maybe people here just don't take mistakes lightly.

I want today to be different. I'm tired of the repetitive schedule, the bossy Cade, the people who are so much better at wielding weapons, and all that physical stuff, while I just stand there and pretend to know what i'm doing. 

Yes, I guess i'm grateful that this place saved me from dying in exilation, but its so...so subtly strict.

I've heard of no rules, yet I seem to have broken quite a few. 

I conclude my thoughts with the realization of the seat my gaze has landed upon. The table that I first sat at, where the guy who threatened my life over something that Dane did. Where we fought each other, and I stabbed him with a simple eating utensil. 

I felt a slight smirk grace my face as I remember coming out of that fight in better condition that he had, but it soon faded. The same guy who screamed at me, who was so angry with my brother that he wanted to kill me as revenge, doesn't even remember why. He doesn't remember what happened to make him want to kill me. To make him want to get back at Dane.

Dane, the brother that I don't even know. 

I thought I did, but as years have passed, I recall him growing even more reckless- starting with small things, and then obviously doing something so horrible that I caused him to get exiled. 

And then me. Stupid, idiotic, me. I loved my brother so much because he was my family. He had cared for me so much in previous years before he became so utterly careless, he had been the man of the house, and was so responsible, and that all changed. Then I ended up here. 

Separated from my mom, who has lost so much...

I took a deep breath, pushing those thoughts away. I stood up from my seat and stalked over to the corner where everything -pretty much- began.

Boxes were stacked against the nearby wall, and the chairs were pushed into the table. It all looked so normal, and there was no longer blood on the floor. I don't know what I expected. Its been quite a few days since that event, its not like someone here would leave the flipped table and the blood smeared all over the floor. 

I sighed and turned my head just a little, a thin grey shadow catching my attention from in between the cardboard boxes. 

I popped a squat and stuck my hand between two of the boxes. I grasped the object and pulled it out.

Wow.

I couldn't help but release a hysterical laugh. What a coincidence, finding this object was. It was like a souvenir now, bent teeth and all. The fork still had dry blood on its dis-located teeth from when I had shoved it into the guy's torso. 

My first weapon, I gently laughed. How funny would it be if Cade let me use this as my weapon of choice? This lousy kitchen utensil which had saved my life. I shook my head in dis-belief, and looked up to notice people begun to fill up the cafeteria.

Shit. I'm probably late. 

I shoved the memorabilia into my pocket and rushed out of the cafeteria, gaining several questioning glances from people gathering breakfast items, and hard boiled eggs. 

I ran down the labyrinth of hallways that were bare of people until I got to the hallway of the double doors. How was I supposed to explain my tardiness to Cade 'Yea, sorry I was basking in the memories of kicking someones ass with a fork that I found in the cafeteria'.

Judging by Cade's persona, that wouldn't cut it, and I really didn't want to make him even more pissed off. 

I threw open the doors leading to the training facility and several faces turned to my appearance- to my luck, none of them were Cade, I didn't even see him yet. 

Someone should scold him for being late. I chuckled to myself, and the door in the far wall opened revealing the culprit himself. 

He trudged to the center of the room and we all gathered around him as he began to go over what we were to be doing today. The large metal door that usually covered the wall of weapons was opened, a clear signal that we would be using them today, and my thoughts flew back to the fork in the pocket of my cargo pants.

The people around me began to disperse and I was standing in the center of the room like a complete idiot as Cade gave me a pissed off look, 

"Get to your station," He instructed, pointing to one of the physical machines at the back of the room. I obliged, and moved to begin the labor.

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Two hours had passed. I still suck at throwing knives, and my arms are so exhausted from repeating the same motion of flicking a knife at a target, which never actually stick, and if they do, its not the target. 

Cade finally dismissed me after the flick of my knife, concluding in another miss and clattering to the floor. 

About time training was over. I was a sweaty mess, and quite frustrated with my persistent non-existent progress. I exited the room shortly behind another group who were also just dismissed. I recognized Aaro and Alyvia, I'm pretty sure Winnie as well. They seemed to stick together a lot, and I honestly envied them.

Aaro began walking backwards and spotted me walking behind the group.

"Oh hey!" He greeted me. I simply nodded with a forced smile. Alyvia then turned to look at me, 

"Oh hi, Acis! I was wondering if you signed up for the scout team. If Karrie has talked to you about that yet," She looked at me as if she was expecting an answer.

"Oh," I started, "I haven't heard anything about it yet." Scout team? Was that how Alyvia found me?

"In that case, I was wondering if you'd like to join us. Karrie appointed me as the head of it, and I was looking for recruits since Cade no longer organizes the groups. Obviously you would be in trainee, but so would these guys," she gestured to Aaro and Winnie, the other people continued walking in front of them, "All it is is going scavenging and looking for other exiled. It can be pretty fun actually".

Sounds like it has to do with going outside this establishment. If that the case, then gladly. I'm tired of being kept inside this building all the time. 

"No pressure of course," She said while smiling at me.

I shook my head and quickly accepted, "Yea, sure. Why not?"

"Yay!" She said enthusiastically, "Would you like to meet up with the rest of us at lunch? We can let you know more about it"

"Yea. I just wanna get showered first and everything, If thats alright," I also accepted her lunch request.

"Yea, thats totally fine, I was gonna do that too," Winnie and Aaro began to shove each other while bickering to each other until Alyvia interrupted them,

"I told you she would say yes," She crossed her arms cockily as the other two smiled sheepishly at me.

"I swear its nothing personal, I just didn't know if you would wanna do something like that," Aaro said.

I nodded awkwardly and told them i'd meet them at lunch. Alyvia said goodbye as the other two began to bicker at each other again, and I turned the corner heading towards the main hallway to get to my room. 

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Hello! Here's a chapter (as promised) its more of a filler, with a little bit of a plot growth. I promise its gonna get a little more interesting here soon :)

Shout out to @TheBookWas_Better and @RegalTheDragon for being there to bug me about updating ;).

Check out my new work 'Land of the Night' if you want. I'll begin more of that soon!

-Z