Hi so, this is my first SasoDei fic, so I hope I'm not making this too OOC
I don't own any of these characters, I just own the plot Idea
Sitting in a stuffy bus in this kind of weather was not something that you would want to do; even with all of the windows being open it was still humid and hard to breathe. Deidara's shirt was sticking to his back while his legs were sticking to the seat of the bus as if they were glued on, and it didn't help that his hair was basically his own personal radiator. There were a few other people on the bus, but seeing as he is a week late to arrive at this college for 'special' people, there was hardly anyone.
It wasn't exactly his choice to go to a school like this, but it had been a choice between this and prison. He assumed that in college at least you wouldn't have to worry about being raped if you bent down to retrieve the dropped soap in the showers, though you can never know.
With the bus coming to a stop, the so called guards didn't waste any time in trying to get the few people out of the bus. Though, it's not like anyone actually protested, they would much rather go straight to the college than spend another minute in the metal tin that was more like an oven on wheels instead of a bus.
Deidara breathed in deeply as soon as he stepped onto the pavement right outside the college, finally being able to get some fresh air into his practically parched lungs.
Looking straight in front of him all he could see was concrete. He turned his head to the left – concrete stretched out so far he could barely even see the edge. He turned his head to the right – exactly the same as to the left. He lifted his head up, and all he could see was even more concrete with barb wires on top. He wouldn't be surprised if there was an electric fence as well.
"Well shit" was all Deidara could even manage to say, this place didn't fuck around. Seeing the intimidating stone walls made Deidara have second thoughts; from the looks of it, maybe prison would have been the better choice.
"You can say that again" One of the other students commented as they passed to retrieve their bags.
They weren't given much time to stand around and 'adapt' to their surroundings; as soon as everyone had their belongings they were led inside by several guards just like the young criminals that they were.
He noticed that there were actually several buildings in this enclosed area. He simply guessed that the main one must be the actual college, and the rest would be their living arrangements.
They walked into the school building into a single filed line; they were given their uniforms (not the cliché prison orange jumpsuits or the stripy black and white jackets, actual school uniforms like a white blouse and black trousers etc.) as well as their schedule which included their room number.
'This is going to be just great' Deidara thought sarcastically when they were being lead individually to their designated rooms by one of the guards.
I'm not really that sure about where I'm going with this, but I guess we'll see