Room 132
Inspired by liddle.girl.lucy's Cabin Maple. I highly suggest you check it out if you haven't already! Well, if you're a Camp Rock fan!
At Washington Prep, there's three floors. The first floor is mainly the high school and junior high, the second, the elementary, and the third held supplies and a few elective rooms.
There's one room on the bottom floor at the back of a dark corridor that hasn't been used for a class in over ten years.
Room 132 had held students, books, janitor's supplies and secrets.
Secrets that tainted the honorable and prestigous name of Washington Prepatory Academy.
It saw boys pull in girls in between classes, doing things that were definatley extra-curricular, but not in the school's curriculum. It also saw groups of friends sneaking in inbetween classes taking a quick smoke before extinguishing the cigarette under their sneakers like nothing happened.
Oh, and it was plenty ready to hold the secrets that came.
This school year, it seemed like Room 132 had kept many more secrets than in the past.
It sees Meena Parhoom slide down the hallway and into its door, quietly shutting the door.
It sees her pull a pack of diet pills out of her purse and take them with a swig of water.
It sees as she looks at her reflection in the dirty glass of the window and frown as she walks out.
It doesn't tell.
It sees Rebel Samuels and Candy Smiles sneak in with a bottle of Rebel's mom's Vodka after cheerleading practice.
It sees Rebel pour part of it into her empty water bottle and take a swig.
It sees, that after some time, both girls are loosley splling huge secrets.
"I cheated on Cory." Candy hiccuped, "With Jason."
Rebel laughed, "I'm in love with Jason."
It sees Rebel play with her boyfriend, Newt Livingston,'s dog tags around her neck, a loose smile on her face.
Room 132, as well as Rebel, remember that night. Candy does not. Rebel's chest burns with guilt at the thought, where Room 132 doesn't give it a second thought.
It later sees, Jason Stickler sitting in the floor, his arms crossed over his chest.
The room sits in silence, waiting for Jason's secret to come to its knowledge.
It watches as he turns on his iPhone and pulls up a picture of himself and Rebel.
He frowns with a sigh and shuts off the device, putting it on the ground beside him.
He put his head in his hands and looked up to the ceiling.
The room looked down at him, beconing him to tell what was wrong.
Jason Stickler had another secret to add to the collection.
He's in love with his best friend.
The room smiles to itself, knowing she feels the same.
It won't tell Jason though.
It won't tell Rebel either.
Shhh...