“I’m not going. And you shouldn’t either.” I try to shove my best friend, Greer, out of my doorway, but he doesn’t budge. I glare up at him. A wisp of frizzy hair has fallen loose from my ponytail and tickles my cheek. I shove it behind my ear and try to close the door again.
“Aw, come on, Nyssa,” Greer says. He presses his fingers against the door to keep it from closing. “You’ve been studying all week. You can take a break and go downtown with everyone. It’s just dinner.” He presses his hands together. “Please?”
“Nope.” I shake my head. “Now get
out. Go study. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I try to close the door again, and this
time he takes a step backward with a wounded pout. “Night!” I slam the door,
then whirl and lean against it to survey the small common room that connects my
room with Ethelind’s. We’ve been roommates since we arrived seven years ago to
study in the prestigious Presidential Education Program. Now, here we are: seventeen
years old, on the cusp of our final exam and graduation, and about to enter the
next level of elite training for America’s smartest students.
Am I ready for this?
I smooth a few more flyaways from my face and cross the common room to my bedroom, then take a running leap onto my bed and burrow beneath my paisley quilt. Some would say I was born ready. When you have a gift like mine, it’s hard to argue the point.
I sigh and flip onto my back to stare up at the ceiling. My room is cold—too cold. It’s still spring, but the Central Capital’s humid summer heat will arrive any day, and this freezing temperature is a preemptive attack.
The silence is soothing, and I close my eyes. It’s been a year since President Omri had his last prophetic dream. A year since my mentor Pallas and I explained to him what it meant. And while we wait and wonder whether he’ll ever have another, Pallas and I work through his others, studying the symbols and arguing over what they mean.
I open my eyes. Tomorrow, I’ll take an exam that doesn’t matter. At least not to me. My friends’ futures might ride on their test scores, but mine was determined long ago.
I’m destined to become the president’s dream interpreter.
The silence lulls me into a daze, and my eyelids grow heavy. There’s no need to tell Greer I slept instead of studied. Sometimes, omission is better than truth.
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The next morning, I sink into a metal chair placed at one of the many desks that sits in the auditorium. I spot Greer’s buzzed blond head near the front. He turns and our gazes meet. He grins, then whirls to face the front before I can respond.
I shake my head, my own lips curled in a smile, as I secure my earpiece and turn on my tablet. There will be plenty of time for celebratory dinners after this is over.
The mentor who will monitor our exams steps to the front of the room. “Good morning. Please press the green square at the top of your screen. The exam will begin shortly. Good luck."
I do as commanded, then wait for the exam to start. The screen glows blue and a voice speaks the first question into my earpiece.
One deep breath later and I’m ready. A bolt of excitement shoots down my spine. I’m about to finish this chapter and move to the next.
If I’d known in that moment what the
future held, would I still have wished for tomorrow?
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My Story Title: Fortune's Fall
My Story Genre: YA Christian Dystopian
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6 comments:
My daughter would enjoy reading it :)
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Hello, Natalya.
I'm so glad you stopped by to read about Katherine's characters. I appreciate you leaving a comment as well!
Blessings,
I hope she will! Thanks for stopping by Joy's blog!
An unique look at Katherine's characters in Fortune's Fall. Nice to meet another new author her on Journeys to Joy. Thankful for Christian authors that are writing books to appeal to young adults.
Blessings to both of you for a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Thank you, Marilyn, for taking the time to read! Happy Thanksgiving to you as well :)
Natalya and Marilyn;
Thank you for taking the time to stop by this week.
DRAWING TO BE HELD THIS THANKSGIVING-EVE!
Happy Thanksgiving to you and your families, ladies!
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