3. Tube tops and hotties

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"Students! Welcome to Silvington Academy! I'm sure many of you have yet to settle in yet so I'll make this brief. Each of you is here to be groomed and trained to be anything your family gang needs. Be it a spy,an assassin, a hacker, a guard, a soldier, or at best, a leader. You are only here because your families are apart of some of the most advanced and successful gangs in the world. Each of you will be assigned a team and a supervising officer. You will train hard, you will be pushed to the breaking point. You will go on real missions and will be assigned tasks and targets. And at the end of every month, you will be tested and reviewed. Everyone of you will compete for the best team and individual rank. In a a few hours we will have dinner in the dining building, so settle in and get meet back here to be assigned to your S.O. Tomorrow is the start to your training with your team. So get ready and do us proud."

With that, he walked away without so much as a wave. I looked at Derek and he shrugged and pulled me over to the front desk. There sat a woman with a pristinely combed low ponytail and glasses that sat at the tip of her long nose. She was a little older but she looked like she weight lifted every day.
We stood in front of her for a few seconds as she sat staring at the book in her hand. Derek cleared his throat and her face pinched in distaste.

"May I help you?" She hissed. Her left eyebrow looked as though it almost pushed up into her hairline if she raised it up any more. Derek of course snorted at the look on her face.

I stepped on his foot and he cleared his throat before stating,
"Room keys for Paine and Tate."

The woman let out a "humf" as she looked at both of us like she didn't believe the names Derek had given her. She eyed Derek for a moment before typing away at He computer to find our information. After what seemed like forever she handed us each a key with our names on them and a map.
"A bit skinny to be a Tate." She mumbled. "And much too annoying to be a Paine."

We both laughed when we were out of her ear shot.

"That went well." I smirk.
"She totally wants me." Derek says with confidence as we found our way to the stairs. I roll my eyes.

We finally find my room after searching for about thirty minutes for the right floor then the right side of the building then the correct hall.

He sets my bags down at the door. "See you later Blondie." He says strutting down the hall to find his room.
I let out a breath and hope to god that I don't have a roommate. But of course my hopes are in vein the second I open my door, loud obnoxious music practically hits me in the face.

I walk in to the penthouse-like room and look around, avoiding the side that the music is coming from. The living room is modernly furnished and connected to a small kitchen. I go up a set of stairs and find a door with my name on it. I open the door and set my bags on the bed. The walls are a grey to compliment the white bed and floor. There's a silver chandelier above the large bed and a vanity mirror sits across the room, next to an armoire. The far wall is just one big window that overlooks the campus outside.

I was about to sit down when a knock sounded at my door. I open the door to reveal an absolutely beautiful girl with curly long hair and dark skin in contrast to her blue eyes. She was wearing a black tube top with leather black shorts and combat boots.
She smiled widely and stepped forward to hug me. I let out an 'oh' before hugging her back awkwardly, patting her back.

"I'm India Durham! You must be Clarissa Tate! I am so happy to meet you." She says whilst squeezing the life out of me.

"Nice to meet you too.. India." I grunt. She giggles and steps back, looking me up and down.

"You are beautiful." She says with a serious tone. "The boys are gonna drool when they see you. You should probably change though."

I look at her for a second and smile before I get out a black sleeveless halter crop top and denim shorts with my own set of combat boots. I hold the outfit up to her and she smiles again and nods.

In the hours before we had to go eat with the rest of the recruits, we hung out and I actually started to like this girl. We became fast friends and I decided that I would want to hang out with her even outside of this place. She is very funny and outgoing. Despite her awful music, she's very cool.

"So I've decided.." she said excitedly as we made our way to the dining area.
"Mhm?" I asked with my eyebrows raised. I'm sure whatever it is will be very interesting.

"I want us to be each other's anam cara." She says.

"Each other's what?" I ask after a second.

"Well we're gonna live together for the next six years basically and we'll probably be assigned to the same S.O. And we're already friends so..."

I look at her for a minute. "I'm not following."

She looks around nervously and clears her throat. "You know that book you read 'the city of bones'?" I nod. "Well the two main guy characters are parabati. An anam cara is kinda like that. We'd be bonded. In English translation it means, roughly 'soul friend'. And since we get along so well.. I know we haven't known each other long but I-"

"I'd love to India." I say before her rambling goes on too long. She gasps before throwing an arm over my shoulders to squeeze the life out of me once again.

"You won't regret this Clarissa Tate!" She squeals.

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