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wiped my tears. “Just be sure and thank Pike again for me.”
    “Oh, if I ever get the chance , I will,” she giggled. “Very generously.”
    “Good,” I said.
    We finished packing the few possessions we owned and put on our combat gear.
    W e were getting out of here, but I had a sinking feeling we would be moving from one horror, straight into another.
    Hopefully the drop area was Arvy-free. That was a huge stress weighing on my mind, especially knowing we’d be traveling with injured.
    I assumed the leaders wouldn’t drop us off where there would be danger. But knowing how intelligent the Arvies were, there was no definite assurance. Leaving the safety of any secure place was a gamble.
    Ready, with our bags in hand, we left the room and I didn’t turn back. This was not my home, it was a dream filled with terror, and I was glad we were leaving. I didn’t know what the future held for us in the new hive, but we would have to learn to adapt, until we could start a life of our own. That sounded like a good plan. A simple plan. But we’d all learned that nothing was as simple as it seemed anymore.
    As we exited our section, the hallway was still bustling with people.
    “Come on. We need to go to the meeting room,” Tina urged.
    “You go on. I have to wait here for Finn. We’re supposed to meet Dr. Banks back in the infirmary,” I said.
    “Alright, I’ll see y ou soon. If not, then I’ll see you on the other side,” she winked.
    “Have a safe flight,” I said, hugging her.
    “You too,” she replied, hugging me back.
    Tina left, and I pressed my back against the wall of the hallway, waiting for Finn.
    Suddenly , my arm was hit hard from the side, which knocked my bag out of my hand. I grabbed my throbbing arm, enraged at the stupidity of whoever hit me. When I turned, I was surrounded by three boys, around Finn’s age. I’d seen them before, but they usually kept to themselves. The tallest boy, who seemed to be the instigator, was right up in my face.
    “What the hell is your problem?” I said, glaring at him. I wasn’t about to take crap from anyone, especially from some long, lanky dude with no muscles and pimples all over his face. I just hoped I didn’t have to hit him, and touch that mess.
    “What the hell is your problem,” he parroted, stepping closer.
    Rage started to burn from within me; my fists balled tightly. What the hell was wrong with this place? Was I on some freaking bunker memo?
    “Looks like the only problem we have here is your face,” I said.
    “Well, well. If it isn’t the kick-ass, survivor girl,” he smirked. “I bet you can show me all the right kind of moves.”
    He stepped even closer, crossing my invisible, defensive boundary.
    I glanced around, but n o one seemed to care that he was being a bully. They all kept moving, some glancing at us, but no one stopped or said a word. My hate for this place grew more by the second.
    “You’re invading my space,” I threatened. “Come a ny closer and I’ll show you firsthand, how kick-ass I can be.”
    He huffed and turned to his buddies who joined in with laughter. “Oh yeah. She’s definitely feisty.” He looked at me again. “Titus said you are quite the firecracker.”
    “ Titus?” I could feel my nails digging into my palms. I instantly felt sick as his name exited my lips.
    His eyes narrowed and his jaw tightened. “Yeah, Titus. My brother, you bitch. The one you just sent to the cells?”
    Flames of hate licked my insides, ready to burst into an inferno. I could feel it in my face, my hands, my skin. “That disgusting piece of shit is lucky he was only sent to the cells.”
    His grin was instantly wiped from his face, replaced with a wicked scowl.
    Now, I could see the resemblance.
    His face was inches from mine, and I could feel myself starting to lose it. I was taught to fight back, to protect myself from worthless pieces of trash like him.
    Spittle flew from his t hin lips as he threatened me.