So I woke up this morning got dressed, and then there was a knock at my door. I opened it and there was Evelyn. Her green eyes, usually bright and happy, were fogged over with groggy bitterness. She said, "you know I'm glad I didn't vote for this guy. Making us get up at 6am on a Saturday." I responded, "what are you talking about we used to have to be up before sunrise, for early morning checks. Not to mention all the sleepless nights run for our lives. I think our short couple weeks here has made you soft." and with that statement her in the stomach. She laughed and then poked me in the rib. This began what I refer to as the great poke war of May. We went on poking each other for about ten minutes. Somehow I end on my knees and she was standing on my desk chair, she yelled "super poke of death!" She then jumped off the chair digging a finger into both of my sides, and ended up sitting on my back with me face down in the carpet. That's when we both noticed the President standing in the door way.
"This is the generation that will rebuild our nation?" said the president with a smirk on his face. We both smiled and got up trying to straighten our selves. "Come on you to we're gonna be late." We both red faced followed the leader of our nation down the hall to the meeting room. We all sat down around a large table, and I began nervously twirling a pen. The president greeted us all, and told us that the shipping the cure would begin in a week, and that Me and my team would lead the American shipments. We are to go and teach each base to make the formula as well as the vaccine. We will then move on to the next base.
As we finished our briefing a message came over the intercom. "Mr. President we have four new arrivals. They resisted us when we tried to take away their firearms, but we managed to get them into separate cells. Here are the feeds from their isolation rooms." When the image came up I was filled with utter shock and anger. It was Quintin and his Psychos. The president noticed my expression of rage. "Why are you vibrating with such malice, son? Do you know them?" "Yes I do they are a bunch of murderous fiends and they keep popping up where ever I go. They've killed people, people I cared about, and we shouldn't house them send back into the world let them get eaten.
Evelyn whispered my name with concern. She knew they were horrible people, but she had no idea what had happened at UCSB after she left. She grabbed my arm and got my attention. I looked down and noticed I had broken the pen a was twirling, and it had stabbed my hand. Now blood and ink were dripping from between my fingers. she unclenched my hand and asked for a first aid kit. One of the secret service guys brought it to her. and she began taking care of my hand. I sat back down my chair, and the president said, "In this time of need we can't just throw people away like that. Times like this change people." I glared at the president and with a tone much too disrespectful for address my commander and chief said, "No they don't sir. All they do is bring out who you truly are inside. For people like Evelyn her strength and kindness came out. She was always strong and kind, but extreme situations create extreme people. Quintin has always been a cruel man. You can ask Luna that yourself, she grew up with him. In this world he only became truer to himself, he is just as much a monster as any of those slack jaws that are moaning outside our walls. I will not stand for this man living in the same building as decent humans.
The president leaned back, and eyed me. I'm sorry you feel that way, but I can not abandon these people. I will however keep them separated from the rest of us. We'll find something to do with them. I wasn't content with this answer so a stormed out, with one final warning "If you let that man live here, you've doomed us all. I left, and went down to my room. I slammed the door behind me. I slammed it so hard the mirror hang on the back of it fell and shattered as a tried to catch it. Now my hand was really messed up. as I sat on the floor next to my bed pulling glass out of my hand I heard a gentle voice say my name. I looked over and Evelyn stood in my doorway holding the first aid kit in her hand. She said "It's just not your today. First I kick your butt, then the Psychos show up, now the pen and this." I just growled quietly and she sat on the floor next to me and grabbed my hand. She gently removed the glass, and cleaned the cuts. I said "I'm sorry, for yelling. I hate those people so much. They murdered two people in there sleep, and abused all those people at the hospital. I can't stand the sight of them."
"Jake you can't let them affect you so much. once that happens they win. what doe Matthew 5:44 say?" I hesitated to answer but I couldn't deny it. So, I said "Love your enemy, but come on You can't really expect me to actually show kindness to this man." She looked at me, and said "You don't have to roll out the red carpet, but until he gives you a reason, don't attack him. You were right in saying extreme circumstance make extreme people, but they can all still change, and as long as you show them the love Christ has shown you, you can't be in the wrong." I knew there was a reason I loved this girl. She finished wrapping my arm, and I kissed her on the forehead. I looked at her freckled nose and then up to her eyes and said "Thank you. You're right I need to give them a chance to change, but if he tries anything he's taking dirt nap." She smiled and wrapped her arms around me and we just sat there for a while. I couldn't stop thinking that in a couple days Quintin would let into the complex. This scared me more then the first time I had to Fight my way through the hoard back at the Ucen at UCSB.
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