Emilie sat in the heavily cushioned grey chair impatiently. Well, it was really more of an anxious<br/>impatience. Today was Naming Day in the Children's Home. The sixteenth one, to be exact. Today...they would all be getting the Test. If someone didn't know about it, it would sound quite ominous. But it was just a quick swab with an alcohol pad and and quick prick of a needle. They had all been through it before. The test in and of itself was simple...it was the result that had nearly every child in there squirming in thier seats.<br/><br/>The dark haired girl looked up at the grey cieling, imagining the color lightening to a pale blue.<span style="font-style: italic">I want to be a Blue</span>She thought grimly. But that was what everyone wanted. They wanted to be the best, to where the air was sweet and she could make a living behind a computer screen instead of a smoke filled factory, where the machines sometimes broke with people still working in them...She shuddered. No one wanted to be Red. No one wanted to get a Red card after the test results came back. They wanted Blue, the color of the sky, or water. Even Yellow would be okay, a nice, sunny gold...But not Red.<br/>Reds were better off dead. Everyone knew that.<br/><br/>But there were no signs of the primary colors here. Most everything was grey, like the Children's uniform they all wore. As of the thirteenth Naming Day, they had been allowed to paint thier rooms any colors except blue, yellow, or red. It would upset the other children.<br/>One of the attendents watching over the children walked over to her.<br/>"Are you feeling alright?" she asked, voice the perfect blend of perkiness and concern. They were all like that. Emilie knew she'd never be a Caregiver, even if she hadn't been assigned to Writing. She didn't really like kids.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I'm fine, Meredith. Just a little nervous."<br/>"Oh, that's alright. We're all nervous come today. Come tomorrow you'll be just fine, meeting your Adjustment Unit and getting all settled in..." The woman smiled.<br/>They had all been raised by adults who had no relation to them, who helped them out. Some helped them if they were hurt, or taught classes, but there had always been a lot of them. So many of them that they rarely stuck in her mind.<br/><br/>But she couldn't wait til she met her Adjustment Unit. None of the children had ever had a traditional family, but she had read about all the trouble they had caused in the past. Fights, having to share food and raise other children on little money...It was much better the way things were now. A Children's Home til Naming Day sixteen, and then an Adjustment Unit with two older Color Members and one a few years older than them. Like an older 'sibling' from a documentary.<br/>"Right." she nodded, imagining her new room and well dressed Adjustment Unit. She was going to be a Blue...She hoped.