I was woken up by Caleb shaking me. "C'mon Sky it's time to go!"

"What?" I said

"They dismissed us while you were sleeping. C'mon."

I looked around, no one else is there. "Shit." I said.

He glared at me. "Don't swear Sky."

I glared back at him but got up and started walking toward the building. "I can swear as much as I want, I'm going to be late on the first day."

He rolled his eyes as he followed me. "You're not going to be late. We're just supposed to stay in our bunks and introduce ourselves to our partners until dinner. You're fine."

I slowed my walk slightly so he could catch up. We entered the building and immediately heard voices. Caleb grabbed my arm and pulled me behind a door. "What the heck Caleb?" I asked him.

"Shhh!" He shushed me but began to explain anyway, "Mr. Gills told us that if you're found in the hallways when you're not supposed to you could get in trouble. I don't know if he just meant, like, after hours, but I don't want to take any chances." I nodded and shut up.

The voices stopped outside our door and I inwardly groaned.

"You need to tell them!" A woman's voice said.

A familiar voice responded, "They don't need to know. They're kids, I don't want them to worry." It was Mr. Gills.

"They're not kids, they're 16." It sounded like Miss Walker.

"Most of them are only 15." He said.

"Yes, but they'll all be 16 by the end of the year. This supposed to be where the learn to be adults, we must treat them as such." Miss Walker argued.

"The general public doesn't even know. I know because I am high up in the government and I told you because I trust you. Now c'mon I'm not going to be late for my meeting." Mr. Gills argued back.

"Yes, but..." Her voice trailed off as they walked on.

We looked at each other. That was... weird. We slowly walked out from our hiding place and made our way to our room in silence.

Once we were there we began to unpack deep in our own thoughts until Caleb said, "Who do you call if you want to make an omelet?"

I looked at him oddly, "Who?"

"An egg-ecutioner!" He said."

I smiled a little, "That was a horrible pun."

"Oh, how about this? Who is buried in George Washington's grave?"

"Who?"

"George Washington!"

I laughed, "that isn't even funny!"

He smiled, "you're laughing though."

I laughed harder. "It's horrible!" He knows that bad puns are my weak spot. He continued to make bad puns for about an hour until we heard a bell ring.

Mr. Gills came over the intercom. "Hello students! That bell you hear is the bell to head to the dining hall. You will hear 1 bell for each meal, 2 bells to wake up and for lights out, 3 bells means an emergency and we will get into that later. There is a map by your door so I think you'll be able to find your way to the dining hall. Bon Appetite!"