He strides past the fountains, tropical flowers, and trees that make up the front lawn of the school. The school is shaped like a horseshoe, with walls all the way around except for an opening for students to walk through. The walls are white, the trimming a light blue-gray, the insides paneled with glossed wood. To a newcomer, it can be a little intimidating- if not overly prim. But really, it’s just an overdressed private middle school.
Someone calls him over as he goes by, but he ignores them and walks right on by. Kevin makes it to their usual meeting spot. Matilda is there, but someone else is with her. Another boy around the same as him. The sight of it makes Kevin stop in his tracks. Matilda notices him and waves him over, smiling widely.
“Hey Kevin,” she says.
“Hi,” he glances suspiciously over at the other boy.
“This is Tyler,” Matilda moves closer to Tyler and smiles. “Tyler this is Kevin.”
“Wassup?” Tyler flashes a perfect smile. His green eyes stand out against the dark bangs that hang around them. He wears a black hoody, white shirt underneath, and navy jeans.
“Hi,” Kevin replies.
“This is a nice school.” Tyler looks around pleasantly.
“Yeah,”
“This is Tyler’s first day.” Matilda chirps. “I offered to show him around.”
“Great,” Kevin shoves a hand in his jean’s pocket and casually looks away.
“Come on,” Matilda takes Tyler’s arm. “There’s a few minutes for you to see the inside before class.”
Her shiny black hair hangs in the air for a second as she turns around. She waves to Kevin. “See you later!”
Kevin grits his teeth and stares after her. Why is he so upset? Matilda’s just friendly like that, no big deal.
But who’s he trying to fool? Already there’s a burning hate for Tyler- and he just met the guy! Looks like he’ll have to wait until later to talk to her.
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Time to end this.
Tyrus strolls into the room, hands clasped behind his back. He steps up onto the platform and stands behind the podium. Several camera flashes go off. Cold grey eyes glance around impatiently until the room is completely silent.
When he does speak, his voice is firm and powerful. “It has been brought to our attention that this city is in danger of mutants. Not only is this a threat to public safety, but also to the ones affected by it. Call it a disease if you will. It doesn’t matter what it’s called. What matters is that it mostly affects children.”
There’s murmuring of agreement.
Tyrus looks around the room, catching each and every eye. “Our children are the most venerable to this. And even though we have specialists working around the clock, no solution has been found yet.” he pauses. “I’m sure that everyone here is aware of the growing crime caused by this. That is what I am here to address. We must put a stop to this, for us, and our children’s safety.”
Small round of applause. Tyrus waits until it settles down before continuing. “As the leader of Humans from Planet Earth, we have created a new security force that specializes in restraining mutant activities.
“They will be equipped with superior arsenal to give them the advantage in the field. They will be trained specifically in dealing with the mutants. That is all I can tell the public as of now. Any questions?”
Most of the people in the room shoot up their hands immediately.
Tyrus looks at a reporter in the front row. “Yes?”
She stands up, smoothing her skirt as she does so. “Will they be treated humanely?”
“The same laws apply to each and every individual. This is no different.”
Another man stands up. “And just why are you in charge of this operation? Isn’t your job commanding HPE?”
“I’m doing this because it must be done. It just so happens that we have the resources and funding in order to get things started.”
“Who is working with you?”
“The whole city, in general. Police departments, the parliament, and quite a few more.”
“So why are you in charge?” Pipes up a nasally-voiced woman. “You don’t even have children. Shouldn’t someone who does and understands be heading this?”
Tyrus hesitates for a second, taken aback by her arrogance. “As a matter of fact, I do have a son.”
“Then how come no one ever sees him? Do you ever see him?” Asks someone from HPE.
Tyrus looks at him. “I would prefer to not discuss my personal life.”
He gathers his papers. Time’s up and things are getting off topic anyway. He leans into the mike before he leaves the platform.
“Conference closed.”
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