1 chapter 1: number 52

Today is the day. My mom forced me to join the Army wars. Army wars is a place where people fight each other. Now there is more to it but I don't have the time. To put it simple in this time line people have powers 1 or 2 abilities.

Nobody has the same powers there all different. You are either strong or weak if you are over Q.1 you're strong. But if you are under that you are considered weak. I honestly don't care about that stuff but it's a big deal like watching football. Army wars are for the super strong to fight. You can make money by doing this.

I live with my mom dad and sister my sister is 10 has hazel eyes is 4'3 dark hair and tan skin. My mom has blonde hair green eyes and pale skin and is 5'5. My dad has tan skin dark hair and brown eyes and is 6'2.

My name is skyler I have tan skin blue eyes blonde hair I'm 5'7 and 17 years old.

It's early morning 5:13 my mom woke me up. "Skyler wake up we have to hurry" she said. Ugh I rub my eyes. "What for its so early"I groaned. "I entered you in the Army wars"she said hurrying. I got up fast. I always told her not to but it cost a lot of money to enter so I got up and agreed. I got dressed and put my camo hoodie and jeans on. I put my hair into a beach wave hairstyle. I walked downstairs and ate breakfast. I went to the car with some bags filled with clothes and a sketch book and color pencil. I got in the car. After 4 hours we got to a hotel close to Army wars. It was kinda small but still a 5 star room for me there was only one bed so I had to share with my mom.

It's 1pm now I have to go to Army wars to get my number to enter. It's was a 20 minute drive. I was very annoyed and wanted to go home but I guess it was fine. There were only about 200 people there because that's how many people can get picked. I got picked that's why I'm even here. I walked with my mom to get my number at the stand. I looked over at a boy he was about my age. He looked back at me so I gave him a forced smile. He looked confused then gave me a look. While he mouthed "you're on." I didn't know what he meant then I looked at his hand. He had the number 52. My mom turned around and said "here hold this" I looked down I had the number 52. I looked up at him. He was walking away and gave a competitive smile. I was surprised but then gave myself a smirk thinking maybe this isn't so bad after all.