"Really? Hmm."
Nero wasn't lying. There really was something off about him– Something that she felt like she'd encountered before.
"Y'all can flirt later, cuz you won't be leavin'," the guard said suddenly. Nero whipped around to face him.
"Excuse you, we're not flirting." He said as he glared slightly at the man.
"Yeah!" Nero death-stared him. We weren't flirting, were we? She certainly hadn't been TRYING to flirt. . .
The guard rolled his eyes, "Sure you weren't." He left and a man came up on the stage.
"Listen here, you little. . ." Nero began, but the guard was gone.
Nero turned to the boy. "I was NOT flirting with you, okay? So don't get any ideas."
"I wasn't either so I wouldn't get any ideas." He said as he leaned against the wall and watched the man on stage as he cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, "Welcome, to Camp Unnaturalé. Where you can meet people who are like you."
Nero gawked at the boy. Okay, so he's one of those people. I can deal with those people. Easy.
"Listen up, smarty pants. I don't care how cool you think you are, but you're not." Ugh, what am I saying? "I bet you don't even belong here."
Not my best work. Not belonging at Camp Unnaturalé could be a compliment.
"This is a place that will keep you safe from the dangers that you are prone to. The people you'll meet here are like you, they have powers."
Leon and Nero nodded at the screen. All of this was just stuff they'd heard before they came.
"The guards will escort you to your rooms, I hope you have a nice stay." The man left the guards escorted them to their separate rooms.
Nero's room was made of walls the color of her turtleneck– intensely light blue– and a white ceiling. A bed with a white headboard greeted her, along with a furry white carpet and a white peacock chair in the corner.
"Wow, this isn't so bad," she said quietly to herself.
Leon's room was made of walls the color of his shirt-black- and a royal purple ceiling. A bed with a chestnut brown headboard greeted him, along with a random carpet and a bean bag in a corner, "I'm never leaving this room."
The guard thrusted a piece of paper into Nero's hands. It read 'schedule'. "You have no-wall communication with the boy twice a day. Other than that, you get a gym hour in the yard. Your lunch will be brought to you here. DON'T TRY LEAVING. It won't work. Oh, and if you ever want to talk to him other than in no-wall time, there's a vent right here," the guard pointed to a barred, glassless window in the corner. Nero ran over to it and stared through, where she saw Leon in his room, doing the same thing.
Leon jumped slightly when he saw Nero coming in, "What are you doing in my room?"
"I'm not in it, weirdo. We get this grand window here to talk through."
"Yep, it's very grand." He said sarcastically.
"Isn't it? Hey, th-" Nero turned to the guard only to find he was gone, and the door was shut.
"Soo, do you need anything?"
"Nope. Not from you, anyway. A little air would be nice," Nero's room felt stuffy, the only air dirty.
"Okay then."
"So, what can you tell me about yourself, mysterious dude whose name I have yet to learn?"
"Well, I have powers like you."
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