Chapter one: 100

**New Orleans, 11th October 2023**

**2:00 PM**

“So, what do you think guys?” Martha Willson asked her two children, Jake and Bella Willson, as they arrived at their New house.

“Bloody hell! You really want us to live in this dump mom?” Bella asked angrily as she got down from the car.

“Shut up Bella, you are just sixteen years old, your opinion does not count. By the way this house looks great mom, it looks like a really nice....errr....story building.” Jake said, then he walked to the back of their car and started carrying their luggage into their new house.

“I am sorry this house did not meet your expectations darling, but this is all I could afford after your dad left us with nothing. Believe me I would have not have gotten this house if not because of how broke I am.” Martha calmly explained to Bella, who was still angry at her brother for shutting her up.

“Well, it is a bit too late to turn back init? I will just go take a look at the inside of the house.” Bella said and hurried off into the house.

Jake turned and saw Bella hurrying into the house then he shouted to her.

“Bella! Come help me with this luggage, do not leave me......here.” Jake sighed as he heard bell shut the entrance door loudly to show him she had no intentions of helping him.

Martha chucked and then said to Jake.

“Let her be Jake, let me help you instead.”

“Come on mom, if you keep on letting her have her way, she would get spoiled.” Jake complained.

“Please, just let her be. You knew how close she was to your father, and now he is gone, I do not want anything to make her remember him with sadness.” Martha said to Jake.

“It alright mom, after all, we are all we have got so we have to look out for each other.” Jake replied.

“You are such a wonderful child Jake, I do not know what I would have done without you.” Martha said to Jake, then tears gathered in her eyes and she spoke in a trembling voice. “You know Jake, you look so much like your father. Brown hair, Brown eyes, and his exact skin white tone. You are also tall, just like he was, and above all, you are just as caring as he was.”

“Mom please stop crying, you know I hate it when you cry.” Jake said comforting Martha.

“You are a good boy Jake, too good, and I appreciate it. But there are people in this world who would not, so when you meet with them do not play nice. Show them that you caring nature is not cowardice.” Martha said to Jake then she wiped her eyes and carried some of their luggage into the house.

**Five hours later**

The Willson's sat down together at the dinning table, they were just about to have lunch after five stressful hours of arranging their properties into their new home. As they ate together they chatted happily about things they did in time past, and Jake kept on teasing Bella about how short she was.

“Come on Jake, I am not short, I am five feets and five inches tall. That is perfect for a girl my age.” Bella said to Jake.

“No it is not shortie, look at me, I am six feet and two bloody inches, and I am only 19 years old.” Jake replied Bella.

“Alright you two. Come on Jake, you are only this tall because of puberty. You were her height at her age.” Martha said.

“More importantly, you two will be starting a new school tomorrow. And Jake, you have to work harder, I cannot afford you failing any other tests. Am I clear?” Martha said to them.

Together Jake and Bella echoed “Yes mother.”

**The next day**

“Alright Jake, I will come pick you up when school is over.” Martha said to Jake, waved him goodbye and drove off.

Walking Into his new school Jake said to himself.

“It is just another wonderful day, except in a new school, what is the worst that could happen?”

**15 minutes later**

“Arrgh!” Jake grunted as Jeff, the notorious school Bully punched him hard in the face.

Jake without hesitation lunched back at Jeff and punched him in his face, but Jeff's friends held him up to the wall while Jeff kept on punching him all over his body. Suddenly a teacher walked into the scene accompanied by two other students, Mark Smith and Sarah West. They had seen Jeff bullying Jake, and they hurried to report to their class teacher.

“Enough of this Jeff, three of you go to the principal's office now!” Mr. Alex, their class teacher ordered.

Sarah and Mark hurried to Jake, then they helped him up, then they helped him into the classroom and showed him his desk. It was right beside Sarah's desk.

Hours past and soon it was lunch time. Jake, accompanied by Sarah and Mark, went into the cafeteria to have their lunch together. As they sat down together they began chatting with each other.

“So, umm... my name is Sarah West and this is Mark Smith. Sorry about Jeff, he is a real jerk. So what's your name?” Sarah said to Jake happily.

“Ugh... I am Jake Willson, I just moved to New Orleans with my mom and my little sister.” Jake replied.

“Wow that's cool. Sorry once again, you were supposed to get a good first impression of this school.” Mark said to Jake.

“Well, it is a bit too bloody late for that init? I already have a terrible impression about this school.” Jake replied.

“Well, sorry about that. No worries, I will show you something that will cheer you up on our way home.” Mark said to Jake.

“No can do mate, my mom's picking me up after school.” Jake replied.

“Do not worry, it would only take a minute.” Mark persuaded.

“Fine, just a minute.”

Hours passed and the finnaly bell rang. The trio went together to see what Mark promised to show them, but just when they were a bit far from the school, three men came behind them and injected them with tranquilizers.

Jake, Sarah, and Mark woke up in a dark room with a weird collar on their necks, suddenly the room lit up and they saw a lot of people in the room. They each had a number on their collars, and the highest number was 100. Suddenly an automated voice spoke.

“Welcome to C.E.N.T.U.R.Y escape room, you are to group your selves into five teams of 20, and get ready to face your doom!”