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


17. The field

I went to our field but ventured out further and found a small river; I dangled my feet into it and just sat. I grabbed my crossbow I wondered why me and Chase had never really came here but then I realised where I was. A while before my town even existed; there was a war between a small group of rebels and the government as they didn't want to have to follow the new rules about marriage and jobs so they fought. They lost. For all those years, this ground is where all rebels were executed and buried but 20 years ago; they covered it in grass and extinguished any reminder of the rebels. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if they had won, if people weren't so stubborn and set in their ways then maybe we’d live a completely different life. Maybe me and Chase wouldn't have to get married at our age. Maybe we could pick our own jobs like my mother said her grandmother could. But it didn't happen; the Elite control our lives…
I grabbed the bow and arrow and pointed it aimlessly at the sky, a few birds flew by but I didn't have the heart to shoot them down today. I saw a badger scamper past and shot it quickly with the minimum amount of pain. I cleaned it up and placed it in my satchel, ready to make a lovely little roast. Later I stripped off into my underwear and laid in the water as I imagined it would be my last bath this month. I let the water slosh over my back. I ran my hands through the earth at the bottom; I took a handful and clenched it in my fists. I lay there for a while before I heard a rustling in the nearby bushes, I ran over and there was nothing there. I grabbed my clothes self-consciously and raced to put them back on, when I searched around, there was no sign that anyone or any animal had ever been there. I sighed then sat in the shadow of a large oak tree, the light splaying out through the branches at random angles making an intricate pattern on the grass. I did not turn my head when I heard footsteps crunching on the fallen autumn leaves, I did not try to guess who it was, I did not ask, I did not have the energy.


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