Bayline Chapter 2

My mother and I took a bus to City Central, the building where most of the government’s business takes place. On the lower floors is where they hold Chosen testing.

I wasnt alone on the bus there, there were other kids going for spring season testing. Since spring was last season, it is now summer and we must all get our Chosens tested because we are all 16. I am one of the younger of the group because I was born May 11th.

I sat next to a boy who looked my age, with dark blond hair and light blue eyes. He wore glasses, and looked like he came from Areos.

“Going to Chosen testing too?” I asked

“Yea. You?” He replied

“Yes.” I said “My name’s Crystal Serold. Home sector; Scalein, and I’m hoping that won’t change.” I added

“Nathan Parker.” He said

We sat in silence for the next 10 minutes or so, most likely because Nathan was too intrigued in a book to carry on a conversation.

As the bus drove, I spotted some familiar landmarks. A small, broken down market with a sign that said “Be Back Soon!” even though it had been there for at least 3 years, a large white, richly decorated house with fields stretching farther than I could see behind it, our district’s school.

Then, after a few stops, a girl with blond hair and bright green eyes stepped in the bus with a smile on her face. It was clear from the neon blue and hot pink streaks in her hair that she was a Marine.

“Hiya! My name’s Mara!” She said, sitting next to me. Marine’s always managed to be happy and cheery

“Um, hi. I’m Crystal-”

“Crystal? Like the gems? Thats a pretty name! My name doesn’t really mean anything. It just means Mara…”

Mara continued to talk for the remainder of the ride, Nathan occasionally glancing up from his book in annoyance.

The bus ride was long, considering we had to go through the entire island to pick up every kid from the spring season.

Each sector has a portion of the island. Areos owns the northern

When we finally reached City Central, almost every kid on the bus got off. I was the only person who had come with my parent.

My mother and I got off the bus and stood for a few moments in front of the towering building. It wasn’t the only giant structure around, this was the center of the island after all, but it was by far the tallest.

It was strange having to look up at something to see all of it. When I was in Scalein territory, there was only flat land, small houses, and few, short trees. You only had to look forward possibly down, and maybe left or right to see the whole of something, but almost never up. I had just stepped foot in the city and his place already felt strange.

“Well, I guess you have to go now.” My mom said, her eyes getting watery. I turned towards her and gave her the longest, warmest hug I’ve ever given anyone. Her tears fell on my shoulder, and I pulled away.

“I’m gonna miss you so much.” She said, her voice wavering.

“I’m gonna miss you more.” I say.

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I followed the hoard of other teenagers into the building. We lined up behind counters marked with our home sectors. I recognized a few kids from back home. Chris, or as we called him, Reck, was of course the first in front. He said his full name and birthday, then the lady at the counter gave him directions down the hall, and he raced down the hall with a grin on his face, eager to get his results. I didn’t exactly feel the same way.

Thankfully I wasnt that close to the front, though there were still quite a few people behind me.

I saw Mara at the front of the Marine line. Where else would I expect her?

Nathan was near the front of the Areos line. He read his book while he waited, shutting out everything around him. How could he do that? Just escape into book world in the middle of something so important?

Finally it was his turn to go

“Sir.” The person at the desk said. Nathan hadn’t even noticed he was at the front of the line. He looked up at the man, surprised.

“I’m sorry, but I’m going to need to confiscate that.” The man said.

“But-” Nathan stutterd. He didnt even try to move the book away as the man reached over the desk and snatched it.

“Name?”

“Nathan Parker.”

“A-15”

Nathan walked off with both anger and disappointment in his expression.

“Hurry along please!” The man shouted after him.

I was surprised at the number of people in the Scalein line, after all, our school was small and there weren’t that many towns or people in them.

The line shrunk quickly and I didn’t have wait long before I was in the front of the line.

I stepped forward.

“Name, hun?” The woman at the desk asked.

“Crystal Serold” I replied

“B-27, hun. Hurry down, hun.”

I picked up into a jog and searched for B-27. It was somewhere near the very back. I opened the door tentatively and walked in.

There was a lady in the back fiddling with gadgets on a table opening drawers and loading syringes with liquids. She turned when she heard the door close, and gave me a short but warming smile.

“You must be Crystal!” She said I just nodded. I was standing in the doorway and already nervous about this.

“Why don’t you come and sit down?” She asked. “I’m Abigale, and I’ll be conducting your Chosen test today.”

I walked over to the chair in the middle of the room. It was reclined quite a bit, and still warm from the last person who had sat there. The room itself was small, and all the walls where painted a light blue-gray. There was a window near where Abigale stood.

Then I stared at the inside of my left wrist. This would be the last time I would ever see it bare.

Abigale walked over handed me a cup of what looked like lime-tinted water. “Drink.” She instructed simply, taking one of the needles and injecting my arm. I looked away and swallowed the liquid in one gulp. It tasted oddly sweet, but the texture was strange, almost as if it had some kind of pulp in it. She then placed a thick, black fabric on the inside of my wrist.

Another needle, this time in the side of my neck, and the world spun into a blur. The blur faded to black, and I was lost in the dark.

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Sorry to keep you all waiting T-T
Up until last week, I was super busy with school.
Now that school’s out, it should be smooth SAILING from here.
I’ll post an update every Tuesday from here out. I will notify you ahead of time if I cant, but I’m fairly sure Ill be ably to at least Queue it.
[Sorry for the pun, I had to XD]

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FREEDOM

I got ALL MY electronics back and I’m getting unbannned from grx3!!!!

Also, im putting Bayline on hold untill June first. School stuff is keeping me EXTREMELY busy

Bayline Chapter 1

Mother and I decided to have a small party, after all, this may be the last time we get to celebrate together, maybe even the last time we see each other. She decided to let me help decorate the cake, once again, because this was the last time we might do this together.

I was on the porch out front. The scent of lemongrass and rosemary drifting on the breeze from my mother’s garden. I stepped into the kitchen and the bright sun shone from outside through the window, and illuminated the pink flowers growing in a pot by the sink. It was a sunny summer day, what a great day to have the rest of your life decided.

Today is the day of my Chosen test. It will decide my Chosen, which is basically a small marking of an animal you get on your wrist, which will decide my sector, which is how our city. Bayline, is organized. There are four sectors on Bayline, just as there are four legs on a chair; if one of them fails, then we all will collapse.

Each sectors has an equally important job. The first sector, Areos, is represented by the bird. They are the smart, they strive for intelligence and knowledge, trying to discover how things work. All of our scientist, doctors and teachers are Areos.

The second sector, Mamlin are the strong, hard workers. They are represented by the paw. They are extreme; pushing themselves to the limits to try and achieve greatness. Our guards and police officers come from Mamlin.

The third sector is called Marine, and they’re represented by the wave. They are the thinkers, however, while Areos relies on facts and information, Marine rely on creativity and imagination. Most Marine become great inventors and artist.

The fourth and final sector, the one my mom and I are in, is Scalein. We are the generous providers, but we are also strong and diligent. We are represented by the scale. There are few of us that do not live on farms or plantations, but I wouldn’t trade this life out here for anything, not even the world itself; here, I am free. And thats why I’m hoping my Chosen will keep me placed in Scalein.

The oven timer rang, shocking me back into reality. My mother quickly walked over to it, her apron swaying as she moved and opened the oven door. Steam arose from the cake as she pulled it out, and a sweet aroma filled the kitchen. I was going to miss this place if I had to leave Scalein. Maybe I was allowed to visit? Or would I be too busy working with scientist if I got Areos? Or fighting criminals in Mamlin, or- I stopped myself from thinking anymore. What mattered was now, while I was still here.

We waited a few minutes for the cake to cool, and then mom got the bowl of icing. I painted the white sugar over the cake, and then placed little flowers of pink icing on top, and finished it by writing “Good luck, Crystal!” in the middle.

“Want the extra?” She asked, handing me the icing covered spatula.

“Duh!” I said, taking the spatula from her and shoving it in my mouth. When there was not a scrap of frosting left, I set the spatula in the sink.

My mother turned and walked towards the stairs, her blonde, curly hair bobbing. “Boys!” she shouted up the stairwell. The call was directed to both my brothers and my father, Anthony.

Only a few seconds after her call, you could hear my little brother’s giggles and their footsteps plopping down the stairs as their head peak in from the stairwell. They know the cake is ready, after all, its aroma has spread all over the house.

Their names are Dylan and Hunter, and they are both 7. They are twins, though they look slightly different; Hunter with darker hair, and Dylan is shorter. My parents also always leave Hunters hair longer when they cut it.

They stampeeded into the kitchen, crowding around the cake, Hunter holding his hand above the cake threateningly. Mom shooed them away, and motioned me to go sit down at the table. I sat down next to a pile of small packages. A big gift wouldn’t be useful, since I wouldn’t be able to take it to my new sector if I had to leave. On top of the pile sat a small, decoratively wrapped package with my name written on it in my Aunt Nancy’s handwriting. She was into giving gifts, since she lived in the other side of our sector’s region and rarely got to see us. My brothers sat on either side of me.

I am not like my brothers though, my skin is darker than theirs, and I don’t have blue eyes like I should. The reason is because my birth father isn’t Anthony.

My mother and father met in Scalein when they were young. They fell in love, but my father got a Chosen that placed him in Mamlin, and love across sectors isn’t allowed. My mother and father continued to meet in secret though, and eventually I was born. I apparently met my birth father once, but I was too young to remember. My mother and I never saw him again, she claimed it was safer that way.

Finally, I heard Anthonys footsteps. I still called him my father even after learning the truth about him, though the word had kind of lost its meaning.

Anthony is still a kind person.

Anthony sat in the seat across from me.

“Cake, cake, cake!” He said, rubbing his hands together. Mother sat the cake on the table. “You should open some of your gifts first.” She said.

I looked over to the pile of packages and envelopes (not that there were many, only maybe 4 or 5 stacked on top of each other)and decided to open the envelopes first, at the bottom was one marked by my cousins Danny and Katherine. Inside was a card and 16 dollars.

After I opened some other presents and envelopes with more cards and money in them, then finally, I got to my Aunt’s present. I carefully tore the paper off, revealing a red box. When I opened the box, I saw a necklace with a gold pendant with my name on it, studded with diamonds.

“Woah.” I whispered as I pulled it out. My brothers fell quiet as I held the shiny object in the air, the miniscule diamonds reflecting tiny beams of light around the dining room as I held it in the sun’s ray.

After examining it, I hooked it around my neck. My mom got out the knife and began to cut the cake into 7 pieces, even though there were only 5 of us.

After we each got our piece of cake, we ate in silence for a few minutes.

“When I get my Chosen, I wanna be a Mamlin!” Hunter exclaimed through a mouth full of cake, breaking the quietness. I rolled my eyes. Hunter had always been a thrill seeker, but when the time came, I’m sure he’d realize he’d actually want to stay with his mother.

“Well I wanna go to Areos, and be smart!” Dylan spoke back. “Mamlin are dumb, and don’t think before they attack. They just expect their moves to save them from anything.”

“Well Areos are wierdo nerds!” Hunter yelled.

“No! They’re cool!” Dylan shouted, leaning in front of me and trying to grab Hunter. The fighting continued until the clock hit 11:00 am.

It was time for me to go to testing.

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Hey, new information! I am also posting this on my deviantArt!
The next chapters will be better I p r o m i s

Bayline is inspired by Divergent but belongs to me! Steal and you shall pay for your crimes! >:O

*Sighs*

Posting a thoroughly written and serious fanfiction on a children’s website…..

Lets see how this goes. T-T

I have a feeling you may remember this word/show when you see it….

Winx Club

Yes, I hear you groaning.
Yes, I too remember that time 2 or 3 years ago when I was a incessant fangirl that wouldn’t carry on an actual conversation unless it included Winx Club or fairy’s. I’m sorry you had to put up with me then T-T.

Well, if you don’t know how the Nick boards work, basically you submit your draft and wait somewhere to between an hour to a few days and hope that they allow it to be posted.

So I was wondering, since I’m gonna be putting time into this, would y’all mind if I post it here too? Or would it being annoying.

Don’t worry, I’ll also be posting Bayline in just a few weeks.

English Horrors 7

SO I WAS WRITING MY ESSAY TO GET PLACE IN MY NEXT YEARS ENGLISH CLASS AND I MENT TO TYPE “I am currently enjoying English Honors 7” BUT I ACCEDENTLY TYPED “I am currently enjoying English Horrors 7”