Alright, here's chapter two in the story. Sorry it's been so long, I'll try to update faster next time. I got one review for the last story, would really appreciate any more input people have to offer. Kay thanks.

Chapter two will involve Orion getting punished for fighting and Orion starts becoming a part of the cliffhangers.

On with the story:

Orion sighed, Peter sighed. They were getting nowhere. Orion didn't understand what was so wrong with fighting with Tina. Peter did not understand Orion's background, especially her home life, where words only earned you more trouble.

'He doesn't understand where I'm from. He doesn't get that in Brooklyn it's totally and completely different.'

"It's getting late. I want you to go back to your bunk, unpack and get settled in. I am putting you on dish detail for two weeks, and in the future, please just stay away from Tina" an exhausted Peter stated. They had been arguing back and forth for nearly an hour and a half.

"If she stays away from me, there will be no problem" Orion replied.

Peter nodded solemnly.

Orion smiled apologetically, "I am sorry we don't agree, I never meant to make you angry. It's just how I was raised. I wouldn't be here if I was taught to walk away like that, but I was also taught not to go looking for trouble."

Peter looked up from his desk and smiled for he and Orion had reached some kind of common ground. They said their goodnights, but not before Peter told Orion that tomorrow morning before breakfast he would be having a group session with the cliffhangers, where they would be getting to know each other.

Orion walked back to her cabin, realizing how dark it was at Horizon.

'This is definitely not like home.'

Once at her cabin, Orion realized her bunkmates were all occupied with homework, drawing, etc. Orion couldn't help but notice the awkward silence between all of them. She started packing, and could just feel the girls stealing quick glances at her.

"Guys, is there a problem?" she asked, whipping around to catch them all staring at her.

Shelby smiled coolly. "No, there's no problem. I, for one, am glad that you took out Tina. For once, it will not be me who gets in trouble for putting someone in their place."

Orion laughed and smirked at Shelby. Both of the girls had spunk. It was obvious that they would probably get along. And if they didn't, their respect for one another would prevent problems. Kat, however, was not pleased with Orion's behavior.

"I know what she said hurt, but fighting really will not get you far here at Horizon." Kat cautioned.

"That may be right, but disrespecting my mother is something I will never tolerate." Orion's eyes warned Kat not to push the subject, but Kat chose to ignore the warning.

"Peter decides when you get to go home. If you keep fighting you could be here for a while."

"That's where you're wrong. I'm here for eight months. After that, Peter decides if I get to go stay at juvi or if I can go home."

Kat sighed. "I've said my peace."

'Wow, I'm pretty good at making people disappointed in me here.'

"Yeah, you have. I respect that, but it's not like I go around hitting people for no reason." Orion shrugged.

The awkward silence ended then. None of the girls saw Orion as dangerous any more. Orion finished her unpacking and walked into the adjoining bathroom. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. She lightly touched the stitches on her lip.

'Fucking cops.'

She then lifted up her shirt to reveal her stomach and side in the mirror. Bruises and cuts lined her ribcage. She especially noticed the cuts near her tattoos. (Orion has various tattoos on her back, hips, on her left side, as well as on her wrists. They all symbolize things including her friends, her mother, and Brooklyn.) Her step-mother did not approve of them. Before she had left for Horizon, Jennifer, her step-mom had tried to "remove" the tattoos by scratching at them. Orion shook her head as if to rid her mind of these thoughts. She had no feelings toward her father and Jennifer. They were junkies. Jason and Orion had decided long ago that you can't have feelings for those that can't feel. All of the drugs had left her parents with the inability to feel.

'Fucking parents.'

Orion finished up in the bathroom and found her way over to her bunk. After saying goodnight to her bunkmates, Orion thought about group tomorrow. She wondered if she would ever fit in at Horizon. Somewhere in between these thoughts, Orion found sleep.

The next morning, Orion and the other girls were awoken by Sophie, who looked as though getting up at six-thirty everyday was nothing new. After moans and groans, the girls got up and dressed before heading over to the lodge for an early group session. The boys looked just as bedraggled and were suppressing yawns. Everyone took a seat. They were shortly joined by Peter, who took a seat next to Sophie by the fireplace.

"Alright guys, so we've called an early group, so we can get to know our newest member to the cliffhangers, Orion." Peter explained.

Shelby laughed dryly, "We know Orion; she's the one with the killer right hook."

The group all chuckled at this, but stopped when met by Peter's stern gaze.

"That is not what I meant, Shelby." He told her. "What I did mean, was perhaps some of us will be open to discussing why we're here."

Silence followed this until Ezra spoke up.

"Well, I'm here because my parents adopted me to save their marriage. It only made things worse, and I started using drugs."

Some of the others told their pasts. Some, like Scott and Shelby, left out the major details as to why they had brought here. Auggie explained how he had been sent here for tagging, or painting graffiti, and ultimately vandalizing private property. Orion was very interested in this, and asked Auggie about the gang he was involved in, where they were located, etc. It turned out that she had heard of Auggie's brother, Abe. The two conversed about mutual friends until Peter asked them to get back on task. Orion took this as her chance to tell her reason for being here.

"I'm here because I got caught stealing a car because someone tipped off the cops."

"Man, that's shady. He got it good though, didn't he?" Someone asked.

Orion's eyes fell on the dark-haired boy who had asked the question. She recalled that his name was Tristan. His overall look gave Orion the idea that he too was a street kid.

"Yeah, he'll never walk again, if that's what you mean." She told him.

Tristan nodded, showing full well that he understood.

"What?" Juliette squeaked, "That's horrible, how could you do that to someone? You said you don't go around hitting people all the time."

"I didn't do it," Orion snapped. "Someone did it for us as a favor."

"Still, how could you let someone do that?" Kat questioned.

"Look, I didn't know they were gunna rough him up that bad, alright? All I knew was I was in jail on grand theft auto and possession of a deadly weapon. Next thing I know, my brother told me how bad they messed him up. That bastard is lucky that they let him live. I have a reputation in Brooklyn. People there look out for me. He's lucky."

Immediately, many of the cliffhangers began to accuse Orion and question her.

'Jesus, I feel so cornered. Why do I find that I keep having to explain myself here?'

Auggie tried to explain it to the group, but they simply drowned him out. Finally, Tristan spoke up., and rather loudly.

"Most of you have never lived it okay? You don't tip off cops, alright? It's like planning your own funeral. Orion's right, the kid's lucky they didn't kill him. Most of you rich kids just don't understand the fucking struggle that's out there. The last thing you need it worrying about trusting your friends."

With that, Tristan got up and walked out. Sophie went to go after him, but Peter told her to let him cool off. Peter told them group was over and advised them all to go to breakfast. Orion sat, picking at her food, waiting for Tristan to return. Since it was a Saturday, there was no school. After cleaning dishes for what felt like forever, Orion was free of the kitchens and walked out onto the grounds.

Shelby and Scott waved her over to a picnic table where they were sitting with Daisy, David, and Tristan. Orion ambled over and took a seat next to Scott, across from Tristan.

"Hey, don't mind Juliette and Kat, they don't really understand things like that. I mean, I don't either. We were all pretty well off at home." Scott explained.

Orion shrugged. "I'm over it. I guess it sounds a little shocking if it's not something you see all the time."

They all just sat and talked, except for Tristan. Tristan had been given dishes for a week for the way he had acted at the end of group. After a while, though, everyone started wandering off in search of something to do. Orion stayed until only her and Tristan remained.

"Thanks," She whispered to him.

Tristan looked up, and shook himself out of the daze he had been in.

"For what?" He questioned her.

"For what you said during group." She said, as though it were obvious.

"It was nothing; I just know where you were coming from." He replied, embarrassed that she was thanking him. "I didn't mean to get so pissed off, but some of the kids here judge so easily on things they don't understand."

Orion nodded and smiled. "You get it though." She said.

Tristan smiled back. "You're not the only New Yorker here, Orion." He extended his hand, "Tristan from the Bronx."

Orion laughed and took his hand. "Orion Walker from Brooklyn."

Tristan smiled and looked Orion directly in the eye. He found that he couldn't look away. If only he knew that Orion couldn't look away either.

End of Chapter

Okay, obviously there is going to be a possible romance with Tristan.

First, Orion has to adjust to life at Horizon.

In the next chapter, an unexpected visitor comes to Horizon.