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"CLOVER BRIAR!!" Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap I skid to a stop almost falling over in the process "That's me!" I chirp, smiling like I did nothing wrong. I mean I obviously did right? That's why they're yelling my name right? Well, let me tell you a story. See I live on the Islands of Amaryllis, which has a stupid system of rating. When you're born you are given an injection that messes up your DNA. When you turn 12 a number between 0-10 appears on your wrist. Then you're shoved into one of the 3 categories. If you are a 5-7 lucky you! You're a regular and you get to have a normal life with a family and a nice small house and you get to work for the Golden! The Goldens are the rich, fancy people who think they're better than everyone else. They live in fancy mansions and never work and get wonderful meals and beautiful clothes. Now if you lose this rigged lottery you become a Lesser. The ones with 2s,3s, and 4s as their numbers. They're shipped off to the island of Gladiolus to work in the factories and farms. They live in tiny houses and wear donated clothing. Most of them die from factory work but they won't tell you that. No one knows what happens to the 0s and 1s. That's just for the Perfect to know. Anyway back to my life. As you heard, my name is Clover, and I'm on the run from the law. Cover by @-LOSTBOY
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