Chapter 3: Detention Centre
It was morning time, Reyven packed his stuff and said few words to his father, "Don't worry about me, dad. I will probably learn my lesson." "I will still be proud of you, son.", his father responded with a smile. After that, Reyven was then directed by the police and went on the boat which was about to sail to another island. He looked at the flaming sun that is rising above the ocean. Over the distance, there appears to be an island with a little building surrounded by trees. They arrived at the Senior Detention Centre where only naughty and dangerous birds are kept for discipline. The policed took Reyven and toured him into the building. Reyven walked through double concentrated prison room where big and feisty birds barked at him, He felt uncomfortable and mumbled, "Sheesh that bird hates me".
He finally reached the senior dorms. He was assigned to this room by the police and this is where Reyven was going to sleep. 'Knock-knock', the door was opened and the light entered the dim room. Four inmates sat in different corners of the room and glared at Reyven. Reyven felt like he had to introduce himself so he opened, "Hello... My name is Reyven. I am Bird Island's aviator and inventor, I would kindly like to give you all a handshake...". The room remained in awkward silence and Reyven returned his hand without a handshake. "This guy is dorky", Whispered voice from one inmate in the room. Later, The Police instructed all the inmates to proceed with their exercise. Reyven and the inmates grabbed a pickaxe and smashed down some rocks. Reyven decided to stop as he felt tired, he started drawing his new invention in his journal but one of his inmates mocked him, "No fun time here kid.", she slapped the journal out his hand, "Miss you are one hell of a dynamite", Reyven responded sharply. All the inmates reacted in shock and one moment later, "Argh! Ouch okay... okay! I surrender", Reyven yelled in pain as his inmate was pulling his arm. Later, It was dinner time. All the birds gathered and sat in their groups. Each hungry inmate was given food and milk. Reyven received his food and walked down the path and he saw his group. Reyven approached the table of his group and asked kindly, "Is there a spot for me?", One of the inmates responded, "You can sit over there. This spot is reserved". Reyven sighed and sat all by himself for dinner. Soon it was time for bed. Reyven received his pillow and quilt from the police. He nearly reached his assigned room but the inmates inside locked him outside. "Have a good night", He muttered. "Oh wait I got an idea", he added.
End of Chapter 3
