The Story of Ari

I'm already in trouble......

Case: Ari
Mission: Get Her
Reason: Experiment on her.
Experiment Age: 15
Experiment Number:  91483
Date: 2035 June 7th,

"WHATS YOUR NAME!!" An FBI agent yelled, looking at me. "Ari" I reply, calmly. Then he laughs and folds his arms. "So you're the smarty in the group eh? WELL I DONT PLAY LIKE THAT! WHAT IS YOUR NAME!!!!" He yelled unfolding his arms and pointing at me. "...Ari" I replied with a slight attitude. I didn't like the fact that his finger was up to my face. "....." He shakes his head and walks down the hall. " Ari, you knew what he meant by that right?" Leaitha said, looking at me. "I only answered what he asked, nothing more." I say back, focusing on the white wall in front of us.

Then he comes back with another person. He looked very shady to me. Black sunglasses and wearing all black but his socks. The were white. Then he had icy blue eyes, and I found that out when he took his sunglasses off and stared at me. "...Is this is one?" He asks. "Yes" The FBI Agent said confidently, and he was smirking. "Since you wanna play by real names, my name is Jason." he said, looking at me coldly. I tried not to look back into his eyes, fearing I would turn into an ice sculpture. So I looked around, looking at the walls and other people.

"This FBI Agent told me he kept asking you "Whats your name" and you reply with Ari. Im guessing you want him to say, "What is your experiment name?" Am I correct?" He asks.  "Yes," I nod. Then he looks at the FBI Agent, and walks away. Then the FBI Agent looks at me angrily. " What is your, EXPERIMENT name ARI??" He said with a bunch of attitude." Experiment 91483" I say, smiling. "You are such~" "PROFANITY" I yelled as loud as I can, and everyone bursts out laughing.

"Thats it" He grabs me by the arm and drags me down the hall. Then I recognized the place he was taking me.There's a part in this organization, that were meant for people who won't do what their suppose to.  " I thought only people who were bad come in here?" I said, questioning his decisions." Lucky, you're one of them," He throws me into a tall and wide cage, with nothing other than a bucket and a calendar. " Have a good night," He said firmly and walked out of that room and I'm just sitting here in isolation... I did nothing I thought. He said he would bring one thing to me, and I said my journal, because by the end of this mouth I have to give it to them.