After
polishing off my entire plate I sunk back into my chair, rubbing my
stomach uncomfortably. The new Primes looked at me with puzzled
expressions. I stared back at the tiny white-haired girl, wondering
how she managed to put away a meal twice the size of my own, yet
she looked barely satisfied. Felix kicked me under the table again
and I frowned at him. I was going to have a bruise if he kept the
kicking up. He glanced from my empty plate, to the other diners and
then back to me, giving me a pointed look.
His lips formed the word ‘Prime,’ and I
realised what he meant. Primes have hyper-speed metabolisms and
digestive systems. They rarely feel full.
I quickly sat bolt upright and pretended that
I too was feeling merely satisfied after the supersized lunch. Our
plates were cleared, and then, to my horror, the children returned.
This time they carried enormous glass chalices filled to the brim
with an assortment of ice creams, lathered in a chocolate sauce and
garnished with chocolate shavings and sprinkles. I groaned
inwardly, but made sure my face matched the eager smiles of the new
Primes. Each Prime was given a chalice, holding what must have been
a litre of ice cream, before the children left once more. Felix and
I shared a worried glance, and then reluctantly took up our spoons
started on the mountainous desserts.
By the time I
reached the bottom of the seemingly endless sundae, my stomach was
aching and I had to keep from moaning in discomfort. Felix was
frowning and rubbing his own stomach. I looked around at the new
Primes, all of whom were so excited about having just eaten real
food for the first time in their lives, that the tense atmosphere
had disappeared, leaving them happily chatting amongst one another.
The children
came to clear the table for the last time. I smiled at the young
blonde girl, who, again, blushed scarlet. The WallScreen flickered
to life again, and Regina’s face appeared in the frame.
“I hope you enjoyed the meal, Newbies.
Welcome to the life of a Prime. Our assistants will now escort you
to the accommodation in which you will stay throughout the training
period.”
Following the
message, the little blonde girl tapped my shoulder lightly and
reached for my hand. I stood, and let her lead me out of the room
along with the three other female Newbies. Glancing back over my
shoulder I saw Felix being led by a young boy in the opposite
direction with the rest of the male Newbies. I wanted to stick with
Felix. He was already proving to be much better than me at
pretending to be a Prime. But for now I was going to have to cope
on my own.
Chapter 12
After winding
down countless hallways, which were no longer made of glass but
rather rich wood, we finally reached a large mahogany door with a
brass knocker. The girl holding my hand came to an abrupt stop. The
other three female Newbies had already reached their rooms, mine
was the last and the most confusing to find.
“ This is your
room Miss Optime,” the tiny girl said quietly.
“Thank you,” I smiled down at her, “You can
just call me Avery. What is your name?”
The girl cleared her throat and looked around
but said nothing. Of course. They were under strict instruction as
to how they may speak to us. The poor girl was probably already in
training to become a Labour Norm. I opened the door and was greeted
by the most enormous and luxurious foyer I had ever seen. My house
on Olympus was grand, but this was more luxurious than I’d never
known. A massive round parlour stood before me, adorned with plush
cream sofas and fluffy cream carpet. There were a myriad of doors
scattered around the parlour. I walked towards the first door,
eager to explore, and decided to move in a clockwise direction
around the doorways. As I reached for the first doorknob, I turned
back around to find the young girl standing, her mouth agape and
her eyes wide, taking in the grandiose room before her. I moved
back to her and pressed a
polishing off my entire plate I sunk back into my chair, rubbing my
stomach uncomfortably. The new Primes looked at me with puzzled
expressions. I stared back at the tiny white-haired girl, wondering
how she managed to put away a meal twice the size of my own, yet
she looked barely satisfied. Felix kicked me under the table again
and I frowned at him. I was going to have a bruise if he kept the
kicking up. He glanced from my empty plate, to the other diners and
then back to me, giving me a pointed look.
His lips formed the word ‘Prime,’ and I
realised what he meant. Primes have hyper-speed metabolisms and
digestive systems. They rarely feel full.
I quickly sat bolt upright and pretended that
I too was feeling merely satisfied after the supersized lunch. Our
plates were cleared, and then, to my horror, the children returned.
This time they carried enormous glass chalices filled to the brim
with an assortment of ice creams, lathered in a chocolate sauce and
garnished with chocolate shavings and sprinkles. I groaned
inwardly, but made sure my face matched the eager smiles of the new
Primes. Each Prime was given a chalice, holding what must have been
a litre of ice cream, before the children left once more. Felix and
I shared a worried glance, and then reluctantly took up our spoons
started on the mountainous desserts.
By the time I
reached the bottom of the seemingly endless sundae, my stomach was
aching and I had to keep from moaning in discomfort. Felix was
frowning and rubbing his own stomach. I looked around at the new
Primes, all of whom were so excited about having just eaten real
food for the first time in their lives, that the tense atmosphere
had disappeared, leaving them happily chatting amongst one another.
The children
came to clear the table for the last time. I smiled at the young
blonde girl, who, again, blushed scarlet. The WallScreen flickered
to life again, and Regina’s face appeared in the frame.
“I hope you enjoyed the meal, Newbies.
Welcome to the life of a Prime. Our assistants will now escort you
to the accommodation in which you will stay throughout the training
period.”
Following the
message, the little blonde girl tapped my shoulder lightly and
reached for my hand. I stood, and let her lead me out of the room
along with the three other female Newbies. Glancing back over my
shoulder I saw Felix being led by a young boy in the opposite
direction with the rest of the male Newbies. I wanted to stick with
Felix. He was already proving to be much better than me at
pretending to be a Prime. But for now I was going to have to cope
on my own.
Chapter 12
After winding
down countless hallways, which were no longer made of glass but
rather rich wood, we finally reached a large mahogany door with a
brass knocker. The girl holding my hand came to an abrupt stop. The
other three female Newbies had already reached their rooms, mine
was the last and the most confusing to find.
“ This is your
room Miss Optime,” the tiny girl said quietly.
“Thank you,” I smiled down at her, “You can
just call me Avery. What is your name?”
The girl cleared her throat and looked around
but said nothing. Of course. They were under strict instruction as
to how they may speak to us. The poor girl was probably already in
training to become a Labour Norm. I opened the door and was greeted
by the most enormous and luxurious foyer I had ever seen. My house
on Olympus was grand, but this was more luxurious than I’d never
known. A massive round parlour stood before me, adorned with plush
cream sofas and fluffy cream carpet. There were a myriad of doors
scattered around the parlour. I walked towards the first door,
eager to explore, and decided to move in a clockwise direction
around the doorways. As I reached for the first doorknob, I turned
back around to find the young girl standing, her mouth agape and
her eyes wide, taking in the grandiose room before her. I moved
back to her and pressed a
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