Sense Teens

The school was called the Boarding school for the Precocious and Omniscient, or BPO for short. It was located in Streymoy on the Faroe Islands, near a town called Hoyvik. It catered to teenagers that were "gifted, talented, and special." BPO, or the Board, as many of the students called it, was recognized as a great private school. Every January, the administration office was flooded with thousands of applicants from all parts of the globe. As the school year approached, the students who'd received their letters of acceptance prepared themselves for the voyage to the Islands…

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"Hurry up Riley, you're going to be late!" The voice belonged to a tall, bearded man. He smiled as the seventeen-year-old girl ran down the

stairs of the house, her duffel bags in tow, and into the truck.

"Did you say goodbye to your father? You know you can't visit until the holidays."

"Don't worry, Sven," she said with a roll of her eyes, trying to contain her excitement. "I haven't forgotten Papa."

"Just making sure. We better hurry if we want to make it to the airport on time… it looks like it's going to rain."

Riley leaned forward to look up at the sky. As predicted, dark clouds could be seen in the distance of the Icelandic horizon.

She leaned back and turned to her house, smiling even though she felt a twinge of sadness. Sven started the car and they made it just as her flight was being boarded.

Riley had insisted on going to the Faroe Islands by herself, but her dad wouldn't have it, and had sent Sven to keep an eye on her. Wrapping herself in a blanket, she stared outside the airplane window at the clouds, brighter here than they had been in Reykjavik. The thrumming of the airplane and the quiet made her fall asleep, and an hour later she was jolted from her slumber as the airplane landed.

The sleek, modern landing strip looked wrong when compared to the jagged mountains and forests in the distance.

As she descended the plane, Sven called a cab to drive her to Hoyvik.

"You're not coming with me?" she asked, disappointment clear in her voice.

"You'll be fine from here, Riley." He leaned down and squeezed her hand, trying to convince her. "It's a one hour drive. If you don't feel good, I'll come back. Anytime. Anywhere. Okay?"

She looked up at him, then at the car that waited at the curb. The cabbie was already placing her duffel bag in the trunk of the car. "Okay. Goodbye, Sven."

"Goodbye."

He hugged her and watched as she shut the cab door, waving at him until they were no longer in each other's line of sight.

A/N: Disclaimer- I do not own Sense8 or any of the characters. More chapters coming soon; I'm so excited to be working on my first Sense8 fan fic.

~C.o.D