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By: Inuki **Ookami**
7
"Evil is sexy!" Mitsuhiro gave a wicked grin, and then gave a chuckle. They were soon heading towards the Head Instructor's office and Kaleb forced a smile upon his face the whole quiet walk down the hallway. He walked behind Mitsuhiro mostly, hiding within the other boy's shadows. He was completely embarrassed, as Mitsuhiro had chosen to wear one of his, well, less-flattering shirts, to say the least. It was cut off at the arms, sleeveless, and had an image of a guy being crucified, with a stake through his heart, and a dagger through his head. Blood oozed from his body, and dripped down the wood. On the back in blood dripping red letters it read: "Don't You Wish You Looked Like Him?" The Head Instructor was going to kill Mitsuhiro! He knew it. Kaleb wore a much simpler outfit. He had on tan-white pants, a nice white T-shirt, and a light white jacket. Nothing evil, no bloody messages, no people dying, no rebellious things, no decorative art along the sides. Just simple and plain. This was a fancy type of meeting, and he wanted to set a good impression on the Head Instructor, whom he had never even had to meet in private with before in the past until now, his graduate year.
As they entered the Head Instructor's office in Building E, a smaller building than the others, where the instructors had their private offices, and the instructor's lounge was placed. This building seemed much richer, more expensive. Like a completely different world. As they entered various aromas could be tasted in the air. The Head Instructor must be as rich as the head of I.M.P.! If not even richer than the head of that company! They entered the Head Instructor's office, and found a white couch awaiting them. Two other boys already were sitting upon the couch. Suddenly Mitsuhiro realized who one of them was! His old roommate! The two sat down, Kaleb sat on the end, unconfidently. Across from them sat the Head Instructor. He began to speak, in a low, monotone voice, which still held authority.
"Now boys, I want you to know that this Learning Institute is extremely special. I'm sure you already know that, but I wanted to remind you that it was very hard to get into this school, many students dropped out after the first year, even more after the second, the third, and so on. Many students also had to leave due to low grades, and we had to ask them to leave. Others had to leave due to their fooling around. Now, it was very hard to get to this point, but even harder for your four than any others, you four have completed with the highest marks in the school! You two have the two highest in engineering, and you two have the highest marks in piloting. I'd like you to know that we are all very proud of you. You will receive a plaque at the graduation ceremony, but I have one little problem. All the other boys in this school-
"Girls too!" said the second
engineer, who was a rather thin, ditzy girl. She was incredibly intelligent
when it came to electronics.
"Sorry about that. Now, all the other girls and boys in this school got
two or three companies that wanted to interview them, and then hire the best,
and some that sent out mass brochures, and if someone wanted to join they
would schedule an appointment and then be interviewed. But you four, well,
the phone has been ringing off the hook for my top two pilots and top two
engineers. My secretary has gathered all the company's information that have
phoned specifically for one of you four, and gave you the companies that apply
in a folder." and with that a secretary walked in holding two huge folders
that she could barely carry. She gave them to the two engineers. Then she
walked in with a third one that was double the size of the other two, and
gave it to Mitsuhiro, and came in with a second gigantic one, and gave it
to Kaleb.
"You can't possibly expect us to
read all this!" muttered Mitsuhiro. Kaleb was in complete shock, but
was still too intimidated to say any words of protest. The two engineers loved
paper-work, and began leafing through the stuff immediately.
"I do expect you to read all of it. It's your responsibility now."
said the Head Instructor. He then proceeded to stand up and walk away.
"Hmm. This is impossible to do alone. We need a plan. We need one now."
said Mitsuhiro. You could tell that he had a plan already.
"No." said Kaleb firmly. He was the only person in the entire school
that Mitsuhiro would sometimes actually listen to. Not this time.
"Okay, you two engineers, if I type up the layout on my computer, and
e-mail half to each of you, do you think that you can manage to build it secretly
together? Then Kaleb and I can operate the thing. When it's finished it will
sort each paper, and leave a message on each company's phone saying that we
will go for the interviews." The engineers gave a gasp. Never had they
heard of such a thing.
"We can't disobey the orders of the Head Instructor, no matter how ridiculous
they may be, we have to do it by hand, building a robot to perform our duties
would make work more efficient, but would leave us feeling guilty, we have
to try and do it by hand first!
"The Head Instructor knows you won't be able to phone every company in
time, he's making it impossible for you! Building a robot to do a job for
you isn't cheating!" protested Mitsuhiro. The two engineers gave up with
a sigh. They knew that he was right.
"Okay, we'll help you. But how will we go to every single interview in
time? We have the last day of school tomorrow, you know we can't skip it,
we get class awards. Then tomorrow is the Graduation Ceremony. So unless you
plan on skipping both of them we only have Friday, and the weekend until the
interviews. What do you plan on doing exactly?" questioned the female
engineer. Mitsuhiro only gave a thin smile. Slowly he leaned over and opened
the window to their left. The campus was swarming with girls, even in the
pouring rain the two boy's fans stuck to the campus. Kaleb groaned. He knew
already that those girls were nothing more than trouble waiting to happen.
These crazy girls were not someone that Kaleb particularly wished to meet.
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