#Chapter 34 – Inside Alpha Academy

I gape a little as we walk down the long, dark tunnel towards… I mean, I don’t even know what we’re walking towards. “Where are we going?” I ask Rafe, a little breathless with intrigue and excitement. “Into the Academy,” he hisses back, like it’s a secret, but I know he’s kidding even before I glare up at him. “Uniforms,” Jesse says smoothly, running a hand through his hair like he’s very suave. “We’ve got to get fitted, because Academy cadets always look good.” “What?” I say, a little confused. “Honestly, that can’t be first –“ “His dad,” Rafe says, “the vainest man in the world –“ “Um, justifiably,” Jesse counters, grinning. “Yeah, whatever,” Rafe says, grinning, “anyway, Uncle Roger really did decide that all of the cadets enrolled here need to look their best at all times. So, yeah,” he shrugs, “first thing is fittings for uniforms.” “Whoa,” I say, and my awe is not simply for Uncle Roger’s semi-predictable flare for looking good, but also for the cavernous room we walk in