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Consummate do not accept the best of the best. We are looking for the elite, the exemplary. You will be graded not only on your results, but on your methods, your associations and on your ingenuity. You will surpass expectations, or you will fail. ”
    The silence in the room was suffocating. I held my breath and watched her as she beamed at the room. 
    “Now, off to your rooms and study your booklets. Tomorrow is going to be the first day of the rest of your lives. Tomorrow, you begin on the path to becoming Consummate.”

CHAPTER FOUR
     
    The chill in the room remained long after Llamp left. As I sat in silence, I opened the file to the front page. There, in bold black letters, was my name. I felt my fingers tremble, my eyes frozen wide. A sudden breath burst from my chest as I mouthed the words. I had been chosen. This top secret university had chosen me to not only be a student, but a leader. My pale thumb ran across the bold font in disbelief.
    I had been chosen for intelligence.
    I went through each of Llamp’s warnings in my mind and counted them on my fingers. I had to be better than everyone else in my group to compete. I had to excel in every area. I had to become some kind of government agent? I had to lead. I had to put together a team, show the way and get us through tasks.
    What were they thinking choosing me? I didn’t stand a chance.
    I pulled the file to my chest with both hands, hiding the glaring words as I stood to face the room. Throughout the lecture hall, each one of my fellow students were either sat in silence or frantically questioning each other. I could feel the panic rising throughout the crowd.
    “But, where are our rooms?” The blonde girl from the dining room shouted. She didn’t seem to be asking anyone in particular.
    “On the second page,” I heard a guy toward the back shout, “it has our room and timetable.”
    I opened my file and turned to the second page. It stated I was to be housed in G block, room two. Thankfully, there was a map. I scanned it to see we were on the other side of campus. Determined to start as I meant to go on, I slung my bag over my shoulder and made my way up the steps.
    “I’m in block B. Anyone else there?” A guy with jet black hair shouted as I passed.
    “I am. Let’s go.” A guy with shorter, shaved hair said. He slung a huge army camouflage bag over his shoulder and nudged his way passed me. “Hi there,” he said, as he continued to walk.
    “Hi,” I replied, too late.
    The students began calling out blocks, claiming themselves a walking partner. Finally someone called my block. “I’m in G,” I shouted, to the room.
    “Awesome. Let’s go.” It was the girl who spoke to Llamp earlier, Bree. She was dragging a tatty one handled sack behind her. It banged on every step as we made our way out the door and into the evening darkness.
    In the glowing lamp light, her woollen cream jumper glowed. I looked down to see she was wearing baggy jeans which seemed to be too big and a pair of rubber wellies. I let out a laugh before I could stop myself. She turned to see what was so funny.
    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. I just, wasn’t expecting to see someone wearing wellies.”  I said.
    She held her foot in the air proudly. “These are my favourites. Don’t you think they’re cute?”
    I nodded with a grin.
    “I’ve never been one of those girls who have to look all glam, no matter what. Boots are comfy, and with the right accessories, they can suit every occasion.” She continued to walk, looking over her shoulder with a smile as I followed.
    I had to admit, she was right. They did fit her style perfectly.
    “I’m sorry for laughing. They actually do look great. Just different from what I’m used to. Living by the beach, I’m usually in flip flops.”
    She laughed and shrugged her bag again. “Well, they wouldn’t get you very far on a farm. The tics would make a meal of you.” She elbowed me playfully as I cringed at