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Part Seventeen

Nick stood in front of a large long black table. His hands were behind his back, and he looked at the person sitting at the head of the table.

On each side, there were ten seats with one seat at the head of the table. All of the seats were filled but the one closest to him at the edge.

“Nick reporting for duty!”

Fred who was seated at the head of the table grinned.

“Nick just take a seat; there is no need to be so formal. We are all students so just treat us with the same respect as you would your friends.”

Cassandra who was seated on the right side of Fred said. Nick nodded his head as he took his seat in the black leather chair.

“As all of you can see, we have a new member who has joined our ranks. His name is Nick Wilson, and he is also the top student so far for this year. As assessed by the chairman his potential and talent rivals that of the queen. Although he is just a freshman, we believe in his abilities, so we invited him to join us.

Nick, we want to welcome you with open arms here. As you can see most of us are second or third years with only one person, Aiden being a senior. I won’t introduce everyone as that will take time, and I'm a pretty lazy person. I’m sure that they will introduce themselves to you while you stay with us here.”

Fred gave Nick an introduction into the committee.

Yesterday when Nick saw him he looked like a stern guy, yet today he had dark circles under his eyes. He was not sure if Fred was even able to stay awake.

“Lazy bum.”

One of the members commented on Fred's welcoming speech with a smart remark.

“Now don’t you start Darren. I don’t have time for you today.”

Fred looked his way and replied.

“Why don’t you tell the kid what we really do. Sit on our butts all day doing absolutely nothing. This year is really starting off to be boring, last year there were a ton of fights on the first day. This year, there was like three? No one has the guts to do anything; it's such a shame.”

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He had his legs crossed on the table as he leaned back in his chair. His green medium length hair along with his sunglass gave him the look of a cool person.

“Although I hate to agree with him, this year's freshman are well behaved. Back in my year, everyone wanted to show out. What are they teaching kids these days?”

“Kid, I suggest you tell your friends to start a riot or something. At least let give us work so we can do our job. I’m tired of sitting in this room with these ugly guys.”

“Shut yo ass up; we are tired of smelly yo ass. Every day we come here we smell that same funky ass cologne you put on but guess what we don’t say anything.”

Fred slammed his hands against the table, and his voice erupted.

“One day! I ask you guys to behave for one day, and you can’t even do that right. I’m so done with you guys; I'm going to take a nap.”

Fred stormed off in a manner Nick has never seen before. He also saw the guy with a pillow in his hand. Nick did not even try to question where he got that from.

“Kid, this is the true state of our club. I’m surprised those guys from the student council did not pick you up. They are well more organized over there.”

Hearing this Nick honestly wondered what did he get himself into.

People at the table started taking out some portable gaming devices; some even left the room. Nick scanned the room and found a member was sitting down watching a computer screen.

She was a small little girl with golden hair in pigtails. Her eyes were focused entirely on the screen in front of her, not even minding the others. She was in her own world.

Cassandra walked over to him with a small microphone that went over the ear. She noticed where he was looking as she handed him the microphone.

“That is Autumn; her EXO is called Overwatch. She can keep track of the countless images that flash by. Those images are live surveillance from the campus so she is able to see what is going on as fast as it happens and report it to us.

Before she came, we had to have multiple people watch the surveillance, but now we only need her. You could also say that she is partially the reason no one really makes trouble on campus.”

Grabbing the microphone from Cassandra, he placed it on his ear.

“Four students are making trouble in front of the freshman bookstore.”

Autumn’s voice rang out reaching everyone’s ears.

“Hey, it’s your turn to go.”

“Fuck you, you go.”

None of the members seemed eager to move a muscle when she said those words. Nick was confused, just a moment ago these guys were complaining that there was no work to do. Now that there was something to do they did not want to go?

“Darren, take Nick and go settle it.”

Cassandra gave the young man called Darren an order. Darren pushed up his sunglasses and looked at Cassandra. It was like he was asking her, ‘You really want me… to do something?’

She gave one nod, and Darren got up.

“Let's go, newbie.”

Darren walked over to Nick and placed his hand on Nick’s shoulder. Nick himself had no time to react as he did not think Darren would suddenly touch him.

Before he could react the two of them vanished from the room.

“I never get tired of seeing him do that.”