This is my latest latest project. I thought of it, but not really, so it's gonna be a mess until I get a plot.
I really hate running. It makes you sweaty, and sticky, and gross. You, as my subconscious, should know that. You should also know that I hate them. I hate them with a passion.
I’m sprinting through the open field, trying to avoid all searchlights. I knew they were looking for me, and I couldn’t get the feeling of her smile out of her head.
“Come on, Kaede!” I could hear the voice of Nate edging me on. He hid near the dorm buildings, in the bushes. If I squinted, I could see him hunkered down, his hair being blown about by the thin wind.
You should know how much I have crush on Nate, but of course that’s not allowed. They don’t want romance. It’ll taint us, and make deflect the 'normal values'.
It is past curfew, almost eleven o’clock. All the good little drones are sleeping, and, actually, I envy them. It is Nate who wanted to meet me at this ridiculous hour. It was me being foolish that brought me here.
“Hey, Kae.” Nate said. His bright green eyes searched mine and my heart began to race. I feel like a teenage girl I read about in my contraband romance novels. I am a walking contraband cliché.
“I am leaving.” Nate said breathlessly. I feel my eyes widen, my heart start to beat faster then it usually did when I was this close to Nate.
“Why?” It is the only thing I could think of to say.
“Have you noticed that we are all clone copies? We talk the same, walk the same, do the same things.” Nate says, “I am not a clone.” I fight tears from my eyes. Nate is my closest friend here.
“Can I-” I begin to ask.
“No.” Nate says, “you’re like my sister, Kaede, I can’t let you get in danger.” Before I can protest, Nate is gone. He is gone into the darkness, away from the town of Chiharu, where I am held, alone.