The Selection

Phoenix lives in a world where everyone has abilities, where the Elite have tight control of her life. Phoenix resents the Elite and before she knows it, she is joining the rebellion she never knew existed, leaving behind her family and everything she had worked on for years


12. Robin

After that, I walked home and dumped everything in my room as I wanted it to be a complete surprise. I wasn’t totally shocked to see that Robin hadn’t emerged from her room yet but I decided to check on her anyway. She was curled up in a tight ball under her thin blanket, I slid into it with her but she didn’t wake up. Her hair was splayed out across her pillow, wild yet still impeccably perfect in her own way, her eyelashes were inexplicably long, and her arms were covered with goose bumps so I tiptoed into my room, grabbed my blanket and placed it over her. Then I noticed the bear. She was squeezing the teddy off our mother… this unnerved me. She hugged it every night and morning but never while she was sleeping for some reason but she was now. I put my hand behind my head then realised my hair was slightly damp, I placed my hand on the pillow and found it wet with what I could only guess was tears, then I saw her slightly pink eyes. I wrapped my arms around her so she would warm up; she turned over to face me and fluttered her eyes.

“Morning.” I whispered almost silently.

She snuggled into me and drifted off again and so do I shortly. She woke up an hour later, I took her hand and lead her into my room in which I unveiled the many treats I had bought. I showed her the material which she smiled excitedly at, analysing what she could do with it, she tried on her new shirt, I dipped some bread in the stew for us to taste (yum) and we went outside and planted our seeds.

I sat down on my bed with Robin and stared at her for a little while, wanting to know why she was suddenly upset but not wanting to pressurise her, just wanting her to know I was here and I was listening. Eventually, she took a deep intake of breathe then she began to speak

“I want to quit school.” She said definitely, not wanting to meet my eyes. I shook my head disapprovingly.

“No. We don’t need the money… You’re so intelligent it would be a shame if you just let it go to waste so we can get some fancier things. I couldn’t live with myself if you left.”

“Listen to me.” She said firmly in a tone that you would not disagree with “The kids at school… they tell me lies about mum… they say she… she k-killed herself to get away from us and the Elite wanted to protect us, I told them that they were liars and that she was killed but they continue… and I can’t… I can’t stand it anymore.” She said, her eyes filled up with tears; she clenched her fists in anger and her voice catched on various words.

I lookd at her, searching her eyes in confusion and shock, I scooped her up into my arms and she wrapped her arms around me, crying on my shoulder.

“How long has this been going on?” I asked bitterly a few minutes later, I hoped for a recent answer and feared that it has been happening for so long and yet she didn’t tell me.

“A few weeks.” She said softly, sniffling throughout, still crying.

I grimaced slightly, saddened that I hadn’t picked it up sooner but that emotion swiftly abandoned me and the gap was filled with pure anger towards the people who caused my baby sister to be sad and for mocking my mother

“Who?” I asked not masking the anger in my voice.

“Just those girls, the ones that used to be friends with me…” Robin was in this big group of girls, I never like them, they were catty and cruel and when our mother died, Robin didn’t go to school for a few weeks and when she went back, they excluded her from all their games and left her alone… I hate them.

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