Note:
I don't own any of the character in higher Ground, Scott, Shelby, etc. But I do own Jordan Thomas,
his sister Hailey Jade, and brother Dillon, and his other relatives.
This is my first fanfic so don't flame me!!! I hope you like it though.
Description:
Jordan Thomas... a 15 1/2 year old smart mouth. He's done some petty things like stealing from drug
and grocery stores, he hasn't done any major drugs. Only smoked some cigarettes, and drank a
couple of times. His grades haven't dropped recently like many of the others at Horizon. His only major
offence is running away or getting in fights in school. With almost model behavior it makes you wonder why
he's at Horizon at all.....
**Pt. 1**
Jordan laid awake in his room. His body ached and he didn't really know why. He couldn't fall asleep
either. He just waited.... waited for anything that would take the pain away from him. He sat up when he
heard the footsteps outside. He got out of bed and hid in the corner. Hearing his step dads footsteps so close
to his door at this time of night was not a good sign.
He waited until the footsteps went passed. He practically stopped breathing as the shadow of that man
walked by his room. Then Jordan got back in bed. He still couldn't fall asleep. It was 1 'o clock, then 2, then 3.
He still wasn't asleep. He got up yet again and closed the door the rest of the way. He turned on his light and
from under his bed took a picture frame.
The picture frame was just one of those little ones kids make in camp. Made of popcicle sticks, and
beads, and sequins, and all that other junk. Inside was a picture of 3 kids. The oldest, a boy about twelve with
dark brown hair and blue-green eyes., was holding a little girl who looked 5 or 6, with curly blond hair and blue
eyes. She was wearing a little sun dress and her hair in pigtails, and next to them was another little boy,
probably 9 years old. He had the same color brown hair as the older boy. You could tell that the two were
brothers and that was their little sister with them.
Seeing the picture again, a tear ran down Jordan's face. "Don't cry you freaking wuss. It's only a lousy
picture." Jordan told himself. The words sounding strangely like his stepfather Jackson's.
"I remember when this picture was taken. About 1 1/2 months before Hailey and Dillion left. Hailey loved that
sun dress." Jordan said smiling. He had gotten her that dress for her 6th birthday, the week before the picture
was taken.
"Man I miss you guys so much." he said as his hand glided over the glass, touching the faces of his
brother and sister.
The next morning....
"Why do I have to have a God Damn Idiot as a son." Jackson yelled at Jordan.
"I'm not your son." Jordan yelled back angrily. He hated when Jackson called him that. He wasn't Jordan's
father. No where near as great as him either. His father Matthew had died when he was 5 or 6, of cancer. It
came and took him quite quick. Leaving Jordan with just his mom. But Jordan loved him a lot.
"Damn right your not. And don't talk to me like that." Jackson said and smacked Jordan across the face
twice.
The abruptness of the act sent Jordan falling over backwards, sprawling to the floor. Jackson came at
him, and Jordan covered his face.....
A couple of days later he was on his way to Mt. Horizon. A school for troubled teens. It was far away
from his home in Vermont. It had taken a while to get here.
"Don't you say a thing to them about "it" or anything else." they threatened him on the drive there.
And as always he obeyed.
He didn't know what their excuse they used to send him there was. but he knew that they were trying
to build up the "model parents" image that the outside world saw.
But he had been good about keeping "it" a secret. He had since he was little. He knew that they
would find nothing in his record that could latch to any sort of problem that he had. He could keep his secret
easily.
"It's not like they'll find anything about it." he said. "I haven't done drugs, I haven't let my grades slip.
I've only stole but that was for....." His thoughts were cut short, they were there.
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Sophie and Peter were puzzled at the new admit, Jordan Thomas. He was due at Horizon any minute.
"Why do you think he's here?" Sophie asked peter As they waited for the Thomas's car to pull up. "From
his file, His grades haven't dropped greatly, still A's and B's. He's never done any hard drugs Peter. All he's done
is a couple of shoplifting charges and some school yard scuffles. Definitely not the typical Horizon Material."
"Maybe we're overlooking something Soph. Something not there. It was once said never judge a book
by it's cover. Maybe we'll find something later on. Something that the files didn't pick up. They didn't get all
of Shelby's abuse."
Sophie remembered that. The night with the camping. When Shelby found out her stepfather had a
heart attack, and she was glad. Scott had figured it out of course that he had done something to her. When
Scott confronted her she destroyed the camp. Sophie always hated to see reactions like that. When the kids
were screaming for help but no one was there.
===================================================================================
Jordan stepped out of the car. He pulled on his baseball cap that he had on. Though the black eyes,
the ones he had gotten the few days before he came, due to the "fight" (it was practically one-sided) in the
kitchen with Jackson, had cleared up a little, they were still pretty colored, and puffy. He didn't want the
administrators here to see them.
Stupid....black eyes...first day....What are they going to think? God, I should have used like cover up
or something.... he thought. Then "Why are you so worried about it?" "Cause it's been drilled into you so
many times. That's why" He said talking back to himself.
"Hi. I'm Peter Scarbrow, and this is Sophie Becker." The guy standing next to the car said. "You must be
Jordan, and Mrs. and Mr. Thomas." he reached out in a hand shake.
Jordan looked down and watched as Jackson and his mom shook hands with Peter and Sophie.
"Jordan, shake their hands." his mother said through her teeth and tightly squeezed his arm, her nails
digging into her skin. He winced.
"Mrs. Thomas." Sophie said acknowledging what had just happened. "It's perfectly normal to show
resistance at this stage. We won't pressure him into anything he doesn't want to do." Mrs. Thomas shrank
back a little, you could tell she was kind of intimidated by Sophie's little act.
Just to spite his parents Jordan shook Peter and Sophie's hands. Peter was puzzled at his behavior and
felt a strange tension between the couple and Jordan. He decided to split them up.
"Sophie why don't you take Mr and Mrs Thomas to the Admission Building and brief them on what's going
to happen while Jordan's here. Jordan why don't we take your luggage and things to the lodge. We need to
check you out with the doctor and then I need to check your luggage and we need to have a little talk." Peter
said.
Jordan picked up his bags and followed Peter leaving his Parents with Sophie.....
I don't own any of the character in higher Ground, Scott, Shelby, etc. But I do own Jordan Thomas,
his sister Hailey Jade, and brother Dillon, and his other relatives.
This is my first fanfic so don't flame me!!! I hope you like it though.
Description:
Jordan Thomas... a 15 1/2 year old smart mouth. He's done some petty things like stealing from drug
and grocery stores, he hasn't done any major drugs. Only smoked some cigarettes, and drank a
couple of times. His grades haven't dropped recently like many of the others at Horizon. His only major
offence is running away or getting in fights in school. With almost model behavior it makes you wonder why
he's at Horizon at all.....
**Pt. 1**
Jordan laid awake in his room. His body ached and he didn't really know why. He couldn't fall asleep
either. He just waited.... waited for anything that would take the pain away from him. He sat up when he
heard the footsteps outside. He got out of bed and hid in the corner. Hearing his step dads footsteps so close
to his door at this time of night was not a good sign.
He waited until the footsteps went passed. He practically stopped breathing as the shadow of that man
walked by his room. Then Jordan got back in bed. He still couldn't fall asleep. It was 1 'o clock, then 2, then 3.
He still wasn't asleep. He got up yet again and closed the door the rest of the way. He turned on his light and
from under his bed took a picture frame.
The picture frame was just one of those little ones kids make in camp. Made of popcicle sticks, and
beads, and sequins, and all that other junk. Inside was a picture of 3 kids. The oldest, a boy about twelve with
dark brown hair and blue-green eyes., was holding a little girl who looked 5 or 6, with curly blond hair and blue
eyes. She was wearing a little sun dress and her hair in pigtails, and next to them was another little boy,
probably 9 years old. He had the same color brown hair as the older boy. You could tell that the two were
brothers and that was their little sister with them.
Seeing the picture again, a tear ran down Jordan's face. "Don't cry you freaking wuss. It's only a lousy
picture." Jordan told himself. The words sounding strangely like his stepfather Jackson's.
"I remember when this picture was taken. About 1 1/2 months before Hailey and Dillion left. Hailey loved that
sun dress." Jordan said smiling. He had gotten her that dress for her 6th birthday, the week before the picture
was taken.
"Man I miss you guys so much." he said as his hand glided over the glass, touching the faces of his
brother and sister.
The next morning....
"Why do I have to have a God Damn Idiot as a son." Jackson yelled at Jordan.
"I'm not your son." Jordan yelled back angrily. He hated when Jackson called him that. He wasn't Jordan's
father. No where near as great as him either. His father Matthew had died when he was 5 or 6, of cancer. It
came and took him quite quick. Leaving Jordan with just his mom. But Jordan loved him a lot.
"Damn right your not. And don't talk to me like that." Jackson said and smacked Jordan across the face
twice.
The abruptness of the act sent Jordan falling over backwards, sprawling to the floor. Jackson came at
him, and Jordan covered his face.....
A couple of days later he was on his way to Mt. Horizon. A school for troubled teens. It was far away
from his home in Vermont. It had taken a while to get here.
"Don't you say a thing to them about "it" or anything else." they threatened him on the drive there.
And as always he obeyed.
He didn't know what their excuse they used to send him there was. but he knew that they were trying
to build up the "model parents" image that the outside world saw.
But he had been good about keeping "it" a secret. He had since he was little. He knew that they
would find nothing in his record that could latch to any sort of problem that he had. He could keep his secret
easily.
"It's not like they'll find anything about it." he said. "I haven't done drugs, I haven't let my grades slip.
I've only stole but that was for....." His thoughts were cut short, they were there.
====================================================================================
Sophie and Peter were puzzled at the new admit, Jordan Thomas. He was due at Horizon any minute.
"Why do you think he's here?" Sophie asked peter As they waited for the Thomas's car to pull up. "From
his file, His grades haven't dropped greatly, still A's and B's. He's never done any hard drugs Peter. All he's done
is a couple of shoplifting charges and some school yard scuffles. Definitely not the typical Horizon Material."
"Maybe we're overlooking something Soph. Something not there. It was once said never judge a book
by it's cover. Maybe we'll find something later on. Something that the files didn't pick up. They didn't get all
of Shelby's abuse."
Sophie remembered that. The night with the camping. When Shelby found out her stepfather had a
heart attack, and she was glad. Scott had figured it out of course that he had done something to her. When
Scott confronted her she destroyed the camp. Sophie always hated to see reactions like that. When the kids
were screaming for help but no one was there.
===================================================================================
Jordan stepped out of the car. He pulled on his baseball cap that he had on. Though the black eyes,
the ones he had gotten the few days before he came, due to the "fight" (it was practically one-sided) in the
kitchen with Jackson, had cleared up a little, they were still pretty colored, and puffy. He didn't want the
administrators here to see them.
Stupid....black eyes...first day....What are they going to think? God, I should have used like cover up
or something.... he thought. Then "Why are you so worried about it?" "Cause it's been drilled into you so
many times. That's why" He said talking back to himself.
"Hi. I'm Peter Scarbrow, and this is Sophie Becker." The guy standing next to the car said. "You must be
Jordan, and Mrs. and Mr. Thomas." he reached out in a hand shake.
Jordan looked down and watched as Jackson and his mom shook hands with Peter and Sophie.
"Jordan, shake their hands." his mother said through her teeth and tightly squeezed his arm, her nails
digging into her skin. He winced.
"Mrs. Thomas." Sophie said acknowledging what had just happened. "It's perfectly normal to show
resistance at this stage. We won't pressure him into anything he doesn't want to do." Mrs. Thomas shrank
back a little, you could tell she was kind of intimidated by Sophie's little act.
Just to spite his parents Jordan shook Peter and Sophie's hands. Peter was puzzled at his behavior and
felt a strange tension between the couple and Jordan. He decided to split them up.
"Sophie why don't you take Mr and Mrs Thomas to the Admission Building and brief them on what's going
to happen while Jordan's here. Jordan why don't we take your luggage and things to the lodge. We need to
check you out with the doctor and then I need to check your luggage and we need to have a little talk." Peter
said.
Jordan picked up his bags and followed Peter leaving his Parents with Sophie.....