MIT - More Intense Training

[La_Reina]

{Closed for BabyGurll1968}

In the year 2525 life hasn't changed much. People aren't as violent or prone to doing anything outside of the box and this is because of training. Training is going to school from the age of 5 until 25. During this training you learn how to read, write, act, posture, and your career. Yes, career at the age of 10 you take an all inclusive, thorough psych exam and it's determined what career would be the right fit for you. So along with all your classes you start taking on more lessons to direct you on how to perfect your craft.

Now there are some people who get to go to MIT; more intense training. These are the boys and girls who can't confirm to the rules of society or to classes. These are also the ones with learning disabilities like Dyslexia that would hold the normal classes back. They still graduate at age 25, but they don't get free time; everything is stricter and much more regulated from breakfast to curfew (which depending on what level you are at, A - D, is the time you get to stay out. A - 11p, B - 10p, C - 9p, D - 8p).

Liz sat on the steps of the school overlooking the new people who were arriving. The newbies ages ranged from 5 years to 20. Though at 20 you would think that they could hide whatever fault they had for another 5 years to graduate in normal society. Liz rolled her eyes at the thought. It was Saturday and Liz didn't have any classes for the rest of the day. Luckily they had Sundays off, supposedly for church or mass or temple or whatever, but most people who attended MIT skipped that to sleep in.

Liz saw the newbies staring at her as she swung her leg being perched on the top stair. She was sure they were all stunned by her attire. Her and the HeadMaster had an agreement. When she had no classes she could wear what she wanted, but she had to run 20 laps at the end of the day. It had started at 5, but over the yeas has increased. This usually meant that Liz spent her evenings before curfew running laps. Because of the daily regiment she stayed tone. Her caramel skin was flawless from really good breeding and genes. She actually had abs, courtesy of the running, and her legs were long and lean. Though she was 5'7 she was only 130 lbs, on the skinny side, but she was pretty strong. She could lift her own body weight and knew how to fight. This was because of her career which few knew about it. She didn't have gigantic tits, they were slightly smaller than average, but perky and wouldn't get in the way.

Liz laughed as one girl stopped, gasped, and seemed to stare at her. Her first career had been homemaker. All because Liz refused to answer any questions. They assumed she was so submissive and would only be a house wife. At 12 she shocked her teachers by being smarter with them. She was reevaluated. They then decided business women was for her. Except Liz did not like the whole 'proper training for a lady' class.

After a few classes Liz knew that pompous bitch teacher needed to be taken down a few pegs. After being singled out for not having her back straight, head back, and shoulders squared (how the hell do you square your shoulders?!!!!). Liz held her head up and proudly said. "This class is ass." Yes the phrasing was all wrong and it didn't make much sense, but she had cursed. Her smile was huge as she had to work for 5 days to get the courage to even say that one tiny word. Her teacher however was not amused, grabbed her hard by her upper arm, and marched her right to the principal. She was shipped here and been here at MIT ever since.

"Oh my gawd. What is she wearing?!"

Liz heard the words and stood up. She cocked out one hip and blew kisses at all the boys AND girls. The shocked faces were something she enjoyed. She could hear everyone whispering about her. She started posing like a super model, yes that was a career too (those stuck up but beautiful bitches).

"LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZ!"

Liz laughed and jumped down the stairs. She was sure a few people got a glimpse of her silky black panties as she jogged away from the Headmaster's voice. She fell onto her friends who were laying on a blanket joking over near the library. They looked at her and gasped. "Liz, what the hell are you wearing?"

Liz stood up and looked down at her outfit. "What?!"

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[babygurll1968]

Holly MacGuire stopped her walk across campus,she couldnt believe what she was seeing. One of her other girlfirends walking with her nudged her arm and whispered low. "Oh my God...what is she wearing?"One girl shook her head as Holly shrugged at the question.

"Probably sleeping with the Headmaster..even though if I was older he wouldnt be too bad to consider."Came the dark haired girls small whiny tone. Holly looked at her friend and felt herself gaspig at the comment. Holly had never seen their HM as someone to sleep with,she hadnt thought of any teacher for that matter. Her friends continued to stare as they moved past Liz and her friends towards the dorm.

Holly had seen Liz around but wasnt in any classes with her. Holly was a smart pretty girl standing around 5 foot 5,her mid-back length red hair hung in curls when she didnt wear it pulled back in a severe looking bun. Her body was fit and trimmed,noticable if she didnt wear the usual stiff uniforms of her classes. She had been born and bred to follow rules,no questions about them. Just to do them,breaking rules will result in punishment. She had been on the receiving end of a wood paddle once in her schooling and that was all it took.

She averted her deep green eyes as they passed Liz. She shoved the thing rimmed glasses up on the bridge of her nose and held her books tighter,hoping her friends would not cause a scene. She didnt stop until she got back to her dorm and pushed the door open inside. She told her frineds goodbye and headed to the second floor and her room. She was supposed to have a roommate but hers had suddenly up and left school last semester,now she had the room to herself...for now. She dropped down on her bed and opened her book on Military Communications and protocol.

 

[La_Reina]

The next morning was Sunday. There were no classes. Everywhere else in the world everyone was going to church, or mass, or mosque or whatever. Here in MIT they were supposed to go, but most everyone skipped. Including Liz. She was supposed to be in church, but she was sleeping in instead. She hadn't been to church since she got here .. what was that 5 years ago. The ones who did go at MIT where the newbies or the truly devoted. Liz was neither.

Liz woke well into the afternoon. She got dressed and headed down to the kitchen area where Greta had left her an apple. Greta was her girl. The older woman and her had became friends. Where the others in this place just looked at her like a lunch lady Liz talked to her and on her birthday made her a card. Ever since then Greta has been nice to her and helped Liz out. If the HM ever found out that Greta left her food or leaves the backdoor unlock so Liz can sneak into her dorm room they both would be in trouble.

Liz was leaving the cafeteria when she saw a girl walking down the hall. She had to be a newbie, because Liz was sure she would have seen her before. Her hair was red, like fire. It sparkled when it caught the sun. Her skin was smooth and Liz saw herself wishing she would look this way. Liz never felt this way before, but she knew the girl was hers. She would hurt anyone who stood in her way.

"Sup Liz."

Liz glanced over to her friend Tank. He was all muscles, tall, and well looked like a tank. "Sup."

"Saw you eyeing the girl. You going to beat her down or something."

Liz looked over at Tank a smile creeping over her face. "Maybe."

"Looks like you might have trouble. Looks like her boyfriend might stop you." Tank laughed as Liz turned to see some guy talking to the girl. He was standing too close and she didn't like the way he kept glancing at the girl's chest.

Liz moved before she realized it. She grabbed the guy by his shirt and pulled him down the hall interrupting their conversation. "She's your girlfriend?" Liz asked in a barely controlled voice.

 

[babygurll1968]

Holly had stopped to talk to her advisor,sort of a student guidance counselor aide. She tried not to notice he kept looking at her chest,but kept her head straight and her body tight and tensed. She opened her mouth to reply but before she could he was yanked away from her,she let her mouth drop open as she saw Liz slamming him against the wall.

"What the hell are you doing?"She yelled as she moved over to Liz and the man,grabbing Liz's arm and holding her fist in the air. "He is not and will not be my boyfriend and where in the hell do you get off acting like this?"She growled out as she met Liz's eyes. A battle of wills ensued and suddenly the hall had several onlookers milling about.

Holly stepped back and straightened her uniform,mumbled an apology to the aide. She gave Liz one last glance and turned in a perfect military turn walked off down the hallway. She felt herself shaking from the encounter..of all the nerve..she slammed into her room. She took several deep breaths before pulling off her uniform. She slid into regulation running pants and top with the academy logo on it,keeping her hair up she left her room and the dorm.

She always worked out or ran when she was aggravated,but she couldnt figure out what was up with the girl Liz. She had never spoken to her just seen her from a distance,now she was in her dorm...why? Surely she was Intel..she couldnt be...could she? Oh god ..Holly thought to herself. If she is things were going to get ugly after today. She just told herself she would avoid her,stay out of her way. She took another deep breath and took off in a full run across campus towards the track.

 

[La_Reina]

Liz was ready to beat the boy's face in when the girl had grabbed her. Up close she was prettier and her eyes, even ablazed, were magnificient. Liz couldn't stop staring even as the girl chastized her. Liz had never been chastized by anyone other than the headmaster and no other student would dare. She wasn't just a deliquent she had an imagination and a career that made her stronger, smarter, and faster. So it was a surprise when Liz didn't hurt the girl, but let her walk off.

Liz turned back to the boy. "What's her name?"

"Y-you don't know her name?" Liz glared and he gulped. "Holly. Holly MacGuire." Liz released him and he ran off.

"Elizabeth." Liz groaned and turned to the HM. "I saw you attack that student. Come to my office." Liz followed him into his office and went to her usual chair. "Liz what am I going to do with you. We already have you going career in the military. You run 20 laps, now make it 30 laps, starting tonight." Liz just waited. Maybe the headmaster was finally admitting defeat.

"That girl. She's not afraid of you."

"She didn't know who I was. She will be."

The HM frowned. "You will not hurt her or I will expel you and send you to Prison." Liz's mouth dropped open. She heard tales of Prison; that's the place where the untrainable go. There's no getting out. Ever. "The only reason you're not there now is your actually the best of the best of the best. It's your damn attitude that needs fixing."

"Language Headmaster."

The HM glared at Liz. "She will room with you. I hear that she's one of the really good girls. Uncorruptable. She's hear because she destines to go into the service. She shouldn't be here, but this is the best training facility. So go. It's already been done."

Liz gaped. Fuck. That's not what she wanted at all. Not yet. As she left the office a slow smile crossed her face. Uncorruptable. Is that right?

 

[babygurll1968]

Holly ran around the track,sweat beaded and slid down her back and valley between her breasts,still she ran. She lost count of the time and laps as she slowed to walk. Breathing deeply she sa down on the grass and began to do calastenics,sit-ups,push-ups and such. Each rep made her think of the confrontation in the hallway and she groaned once more.

Finally she sat up as a runner called out her name,waiting for him to near her she could see he held an envelope. This didnt mean good news at this time of night. She took the envelope and nodded to the runner and he turned and ran off. She looked down at the envelope and dreaded to open it,finally she tore into the back,the letter that met her eyes made her groan and cringe.

Corporal MacGuire,

You are herby informed to your new re-assignment. You will find your old room cleaned and moved to your new quarters ASAP. You will report to dorm room 25 promptly and aquaint yourself with your new roommate and sargent.

Sincerly,
Major Gentry.

Holly stared at the paper and couldnt understand why she was already being re-assigned,she had done nothing wrong..unless this afternoon had changed all that. She turned and walked across the track intent on running several more laps before reporting to her new room.

 

[La_Reina]

Curfew was coming and for Liz that meant she had laps to run. Now 30. Changing into a pair of short shorts and a sports bra, Liz made her way to the track. She saw a few stunned faces, but they will pass. Those had to be the new recruits. She figured one or two would try to rape her, but will learn that she didn't do what she wanted because she was stubborn and stupid.

Liz was stretching next to the track when a figure ran past. Liz marveled at the shape and form thinking this had to be a miracle or her hormones had kicked in late. This was the 2nd person that had piqued her curiosity and from the looks female. With long hair. Red hair. Liz paused in mid stretch as she watched the girl come towards her. It was Holly. Was she forced to run as well?

Liz hadn't seen her since she was told of her new roommate. Maybe the girl refused and was forced to run until she changed her mind. Liz was sure the HM wouldn't let the girl refuse that easily. Feeling limber Liz started on the track with a jog which broke out into a run. The girl might have the latest curfew, but Liz had one of the earliest. She past the girl twice and was going into a sprint well aware of the time.

On the school there was a huge clock. She couldn't miss the time if she wanted too. Hell the clock banged at each hour except from 10p - 5a. At 6a the banging would begin again. The banging was loud, most didn't hear it as they got used to it, and it was a pretty good alarm clock for those who didn't have one with them. Still from the looks of it Liz only had 20 more minutes finish.