The Only Hope For You Is Me

*Gerard’s POV*
We arrived in the early afternoon. I emerged from the helicopter and took my surroundings in. There were six giant grey houses. Each of them had a number on it. I had been instructed about everything. I was going to live in house number five. Since I had studied engineering for two years, I was going to help some engineer and his crew, who were currently working at a water filter system, so the base could use the water from a huge lake nearby. This meant that we would have to fly around a lot and collect the necessary pieces. When we were done, we would take on other projects. I was going to move into a room with three other guys around my age. They had told me all the rules I had to follow.
There was a group of people waiting for us. They greeted us friendly. There was this one guy who walked away as soon we had left the helicopter. He had long hair, but not quite as long as mine. He was tiny and I could spot a tattoo on his neck. Some people from the group took our luggage to take it to our rooms. Three girls approached me. “Hi, my name is Jenny, this is Sarah and the blond one is Carina. Do you want us to show you around?” “Sure, my name is Gerard.” I decided to be nice to them, even though they would develop hopes. This happened to me a lot, girls would swarm around me. But the poor things never had a chance because I was gay. They showed the whole compound to me. Giggling all the time, they seemed to be pretty excited. When we arrived at my room, I asked them kindly to leave me alone for a while. They did, but Jenny promised to pick me up for dinner. I was not very happy about that.
There was a guy with an afro sitting on the one bed in the room. “Hi, I’m Ray.” I introduced myself. He looked nice, but he was not my type. We talked a bit and found out, that we had a lot in common. We both loved music and shared the frustration about the missing power supplies. He also knew some of the comic books I liked to read. He told his story. “I was studying law in the fifth semester, when they picked me up. Nobody of my family or my friends survived.” Lots of people had a similar story, but mine was different. “I am an orphan with no family. I never thought that I would feel lucky about that. But I still lost all of my friends, too.”
Half an hour later Jenny knocked at the door. “Dinnertime”, she told me, smiling, and took my arm. She pulled me out of the room.

Notes

Somebody please tell me whether it is worth to keep on writing this.