Chapter 12 Scaeaha

As I lie down to sleep my last inch of energy drains away.

"Holiya?" I hear my other room mate Feskara.

"I scared."

I sigh.

"Feskara, how old are you?" I ask sleepily.

"I six." She says.

"Well...try thinking about some flowers...um, flowers blowing in the wind." I say, trying to sound sure of myself.

I lie looking upwards to the concrete roof until I hear Feskara's breathing steadily.

I let my aching muscles relax, and fall into a light, dreamy doze.

I awake to see Mizora standing above me.

"Hurry!!! Dress we have to get to the platform!" She says with a voice so full of panic it makes me jump out of bed and start to dress into the strange cloths that I had worn yesterday.

Mizora shakes her head and points to the end of my bed where another strange set of clothes lies.

They're the same as yesterdays only green.

I hurriedly dress as Mizora and I begin the winding journey to the platform.

We rushing to hear my name called over the loudspeaker.

As I step onto the platform I see that all the other girls are also dressed in green.

I spot Ali near the far right corner and walk over.

She hands me a metal pole and immediately began to start throwing blows at me.

Four hours and a billion bruises later I arrive back at the dorm.

As my eyes scan the room I see clothes thrown all over the floor.

The fresh flowers, placed in a vase only this morning are smashed everywhere.

Feskara sits wide eyed in the corner shivering like mad.

I step towards her but as I do the bathroom door slams shut.

In its place stands my father, my brother and Malanao.