Today is a new day, but it will likely be the same. As I eat my oatmeal, a ping come over the intercom system. Mistress's voice booms," I would like to see Sapphire and Aimee to come to the screen room please."

Oh no! What did I do to expose us? I got Aimee in trouble too! My wild eyes dart all around the cafeteria. I finally spot my trusted companion. She looks calm, almost lifeless. I guess that is what it looks like to live with no feelings. Dead. On the inside and outside. Aimee is so good at hiding her feelings.

We march to the screen room with rhythmic steps. I put my blank face on, Aimee turns the platinum doorknob, and we step into the sea of terror that is sure to await us.

"Welcome girls. I am starting a new test. This will show if a Programmed, such as yourself, has any emotions. You two will take this test after you battle in the arena with Aimee. You are dismissed."

Aimee and I routinely bow and say 'Thank you Mistress'. This helps with the emotionless act.

I walk off to the arena to battle Aimee. She obviously takes it easy on me. I have memorized her strike pattern. I dodge, let her get a punch in, I swing, she ducks, and let's me hit her. We "battle" for quite a while. After we are done, I bow and leave. Aimee follows close behind.

I look at her alarmed,"Do you think that I will be able to hide my personality?"

"Yes," Aimee says,"You will do fine!"

"But you are way better at hiding it."

"Maybe, but I can help you!" She offers.

"Nobody can help me." I say, hopelessly. "I'm a goner."

"Well with an attitude like that you are," she says, grabbing my hand for comfort. Not even the caress of my best friend can save my skin.