"Let me go!" I awoke to the sound of a yelling voice. I sat up in my bed to see a teenage boy, not any older then Clayton and I, being dragged into the room. The nurses threw him on the empty bed, literally, and put restraints from the bed on him.

One of the nurses said, "Stabilize him!"

"On it." Said a big, buff guy that I saw earlier. He had the syringe in his hands and he flicked the syringe once and quickly injected the clear liquid into the boy's arm. Slowly, but surely, he started to calm down. After the people made sure he calmed down, they left. I heard one of them mutter, "Damn teenager."

I must have been staring at him without realizing it because he lifted his head up at me. He couldn't sit up since the restraints were still on him. He sounded out of breath, "Who are you?"

"Oh, um, I'm Kaiya." I stuttered. I was still in a bit of shock to what I just witnessed.

"Are you our new room mate?" He sure didn't sound like he was a nut case.

I nodded.

"Sorry you had to see that."

"Oh, no, it's fine, I guess. If you don't mind me asking…" I couldn't find the right words to finish that sentence.

"Why they did that? Well, I kind of got out of hand. You see, I was eating today's special, which was macaroni and cheese, but I wanted spaghetti instead. They didn't have anymore, so I got out of control and..well, you don't need to know the rest."

"Ah, I see." Wow, who knew people here could get out of control over trivial things. I caught a quick glance at Clayton from the corner of my eye and his back was towards me.

"Oh, my name is Earl, by the way." He must have caught me glimpsing at Clayton because he then said, "How do you like Clayton so far? Don't worry about him though, he's not much of a people person."

"I can tell." I was worried Clayton might have heard us, but then I heard light breathing coming from him and I had a feeling that he was sleeping.

"So why were you sent here?" Earl asked me. Just thinking of it made me feel like punching someone. My arm started to get this cold feeling. Earl must have noticed that I didn't feel like talking about it since he spoke up, "Sorry. Must be pretty bad, huh?" I nodded, "Not as bad as mine I bet."

"Why did you get sent here?" I asked. I then hesitated and added, "If you don't mind me asking that is."

"I guess I don't mind. I've been here for quite sometime now. I don't like thinking about it either, but I was sent here by my parents, some loving parents they are, those bastards." Earl seemed to remember his anger for his parents then he remembered I was there and continued on, "Anyways, I was sent here because like most teenagers I had a crappy life. Where should I start…let's see, I fell in love with my English teacher." He seemed to be struggling with the restraints on. "Kaiya, was it? Do you think you could take these restraints off of me?"

"Um..am I allowed to do that?" I raised my eyebrow.

"You're right. Plus if you take these off of me, I might just attack you." He smiled. I could sense the hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Very funny." I smiled back at him.

"Oh, back to my story. Anyways, I fell in love with my English teacher, Ms. Carter, when I was just a freshman at Forks High." I flinched at that name because that was the same school Bella went to in Twilight when she stayed with her father in Forks, Washington. Just great, this is going to take longer then I thought. "The first time I saw her, she looked amazingly gorgeous. Now, I'm really good at English, it's my favorite subject actually, but I decided to stay after school to get some extra not needed help. As I got closer to her, the more I fell in love with her.

"One day, as she was helping me after school, I decided to confess to her."

As I stared into Earl's eyes, I could see the memory play out in his mind.

"I love you." Earl told Ms. Carter.

Ms. Carter seemed surprised by the answer and walked to her desk, keeping some distance away from him, "I don't think that's really appropriate…"

"I love you. I loved you since the first day I transferred into your class. I loved you the first time you spoke. Don't you see? It doesn't matter if you're a teacher and I'm a student. It just makes me love you even more. The closer I get to you, the more…"

"Stop it, Earl! You don't know what you're saying. This can never work out between us."

Earl then went beside her, "Do you love me?"

"What?" Ms. Carter seemed surprised by his question even though she knew it was coming.

"Do you love me?" Earl pronounced each word to make himself clear.

Ms. Carter was quiet for what seemed like hours and she nodded silently, "The truth is, I've loved you ever since you transferred into my class, I always thought you were a smart kid." She put her hand up to Earl's cheek and smiled.

Earl had a foolish grin on his face as he held Ms. Carter's hand there. He loved the way her skin was so soft against his skin. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Ms. Carter responded.

I shook my head to bring myself back to reality and continued to listen to the rest of his story.

"I was the happiest man on earth, like a man who just got married, but even better. I got the woman of my dreams and I got to see her everyday too, since I was in her class after all. We started going out little by little after that."

"Did I tell you that you look beautiful today?" Earl stared dreamily at Ms. Carter while they're walking in the park on a sunny day.

"Only for the 23rd time." Ms. Carter smiled at him.

"Well make that 24 then." Earl said.

Earl reached for her hand to hold it, but as he did, she pulled it away, Earl didn't seem like he took it offensively at all.

Ms. Carter smiled weakly at him to make sure she didn't mean anything by it.

"At first, I didn't take it seriously, but every time I tried to hold her hand or kiss her in public, she would pull away from me and smile that smile of hers that reassured me that everything was o.k." He smiled weakly. "But I was so stupid, I should have known she was ashamed to be with me."

"We got into an argument on how I thought she was ashamed to be with me, but she told me she wasn't. Anyways, one day, I decided to apologize to her and I got her flowers and everything, but as I was walking to her house, I saw her walking with someone in the park. I'm not the type to get so jealous easily, but when I saw them kiss, like actually lock lips, a guy has got to do something about that.

"I decided to run back home and I threw the flowers in the garbage. Luckily, it was Saturday, so I had at least a day to organize my thoughts. I kept thinking and thinking that it couldn't have been her, I mean she said she loved me. How could she have done this to me?" He kept shaking his head back and forth like he was regretting something. "Anyways, during that same night, she came to my house."

"Yes? May I help you?" Mrs. Smith opened the door to see Ms. Carter standing there on the front steps of the porch.

"Hi, Mrs. Smith? I'm Daisy Carter, Earl's English teacher. I wanted to drop by to talk to Earl about something, I hope I didn't interrupt your dinner or anything."

"Oh no, of course not, we finished about an hour ago. Is Earl in trouble?" Mrs. Smith asked worriedly.

"Oh, no, no of course not. He left his term paper at school and I had finished grading them, so I wanted to give it to him. He must have forgotten to pick it up yesterday after class."

"Did he do a good job on it?" Mrs. Smith always cared about her children's education.

"He did, he really is a smart boy. His essay on Romeo and Juliet was outstanding."

"That's my Earl. Oh! Come on in." Mrs. Smith opened the door wide enough for Ms. Carter to come in the house. "Earl! Ms. Carter is here to see you!" The two women smiled at each other as they waited for the heartbroken freshman to come downstairs. "Earl! I'm sorry, he must be doing his homework, you can just go on upstairs. His room is the second door on the left."

"Thank you. It was nice meeting you, Mrs. Smith."

"Call me Claire." Mrs. Smith smiled.

Ms. Carter took off her shoes and left them by the stairs. She went up the stairs and went to the second room on the left like Mrs. Smith had told her. Ms. Carter knocked on the door.

"Leave me alone!" Earl shouted through the door.

"Earl?" Ms. Carter opened his door slowly. "I wanted to talk to you."

As soon as Ms. Carter closed the door, Earl stepped behind her and put both of his hands on the door, so it looked like he trapped her. Ms. Carter and Earl were about the same height. "I've missed you." He whispered in her ear as he starts to kiss her neck.

Ms. Carter struggled away to the other side of the room, so that they faced each other, "I know you saw us in the park, Earl." She decided to be straightforward about this.

"See what?" Earl was walking towards her with his arms open and when he reached her, he placed his hands on her arms and tried to kiss her.

She kept struggling, "No, Earl! Stop it! Your family is downstairs!"

"So? They won't know."

"Earl!" Ms. Carter finally got him to let go.

"But I loved you…" He went over to his bed and ran his golden brown hair in frustration.

"I know you did, Earl and I too…"

"Don't even say it. You would have meant it if you hadn't cheated on me!" His bed had his English textbook on it and he threw it to the floor. The textbook landed with a thud.

"But I did mean it. Earl, you must understand, I'm 24, you're only 15."

"So? Age is but a number. I love you, Daisy. Can't you understand that?"

"Of course, I understand that, but I've found someone that I can actually be with, without hiding it."

"How long?"

"That's really none…"

"HOW LONG??!!" Earl yelled.

"It's been about 5 weeks…" Ms. Carter whispered in a voice that no human except herself can hear.

"How long?" Earl got up and walked toward Ms. Carter as she backed into a wall.

"5 weeks…" She stuttered.

"Oh, that's not so long. We can still repair this, you just have to break it off with him." Earl tried to kiss Ms. Carter again.

"Earl, please stop. You have to understand that we can't be together anymore." Ms. Carter struggles and goes to the other side of the room as Earl catches up to her and grabs her arms.

"Stop saying that! You love and I know it! You know it too or else you wouldn't have said anything. I love you, Daisy!" Earl got out of control right then and there. He jumps himself at her and throws her on the bed.

"Earl! Get off!" Ms. Carter yells too loudly and footsteps start to come up the stairs.

"Earl? Ms. Carter? Is everything ok in there?" Mrs. Smith knocks once and opens the door to see Ms. Carter being held down by Earl. "What's going in here?"

Earl lets go of Ms. Carter and she hurriedly gets up, "I was just leaving." Ms. Carter walks out the door.

"Earl? What was that all about?" Mrs. Smith wasn't sure what she just saw.

"Nothing, is dinner ready?" Earl gets up and walks down the stairs to hear the door being slammed shut.

"Are you two girls done talking? I'm trying to get some sleep here." Clayton turned around to face us. He sat up on his bed.

"Sorry, we didn't mean to wake you up." I said softly.

"You're tied up again? Oh man, I've been in here longer then you and I hardly get tied up anymore."

"The only reason why they don't want to tie you up is because you're too much of a pain in the ass to."

"Why you son of a …" Clayton suddenly got up from his bed and was heading towards Earl when the same guy that I saw earlier that put a syringe in Earl's arm rushed into the room to restrain Clayton.

"Hey, hey! Break it up you two!" Without any struggle going back to his bed, Clayton walked back with ease. I found it ironic that he said that since Clayton was the only one that was about to do anything, with Earl restrained and all.

I looked over at Earl and saw him try to get out of the restraints, "Now, dinner is in 5 minutes, so try not to kill each other till then." The male nurse walked up to Earl and took off the restraints while Earl sat up and rubbed his wrists. "You better behave, especially you, Clayton."

"Ya, ya. I know." Clayton shrugged off his warning, so I assumed he's been warned before, one too many times perhaps.

"Ok, don't forget 5 minutes, you guys and girl." The male nurse smiled at me and I smiled back at him. He then left the room while leaving the door open. The hallway was filled with nurses hustling and busting and chattering from the patients.

"You know, if I wasn't on those restraints, I would have kicked your ass." Earl said while he put his legs up on the bed.

"Oh really, tough guy? Because if I were you, I'd shut up and be happy I'm in restraints, unless you would prefer lying in a body bag instead." Clayton and Earl seemed to get along well.

"You guys! Stop fighting! Come on, I'm starving, let's go to dinner." I got up from my bed and walk to the door and wait for Earl and Clayton to come as well.

"I'm so hungry that I could eat a horse." Earl gets up and walks over to me.

I roll my eyes at that overused line, "How about it Clayton? You hungry?"

"I'll be there in a minute, you guys go on ahead." Clayton seemed to have calmed down from the tone of his voice.

"Well, ok. See you in the cafeteria. Come on Earl." Earl and I walked out of the room, leaving Clayton behind.

"So, I can see you and Clayton get along pretty well." I said sarcastically.

"Ya, we've been stuck with each other for so long, we could go insane."

"Very funny, by the way, you never finished telling your story."

"Oh, right. I'll tell it to you after we finish dinner. How does that sound?" He put his arm around my shoulder playfully.

"Wonderful." I shrug out of his arm with a flirty smile and walked ahead of him, leaving him to catch up.

Maybe this place won't be so bad after all.