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*4*
Denton was a rather chatty fellow who asked too many questions. I gave one word responses, shrugged or just ignored them. all the while he jotted down notes with an 'mmm,' 'uh huh,' 'I see,' that typical shrink crap. I hate shrinks, I hate doctors. I hate the way they think they know you after only three sessions. But Denton wasn't too pushy, I guess that makes him okay.
By time the hour long session was over, I had only two hours before we were to call it lights out. They expect to be in bed by ten, what do we look like, ten year olds?
My room mates were engrossed in their homework --probably trying to do what they put off earlier. Actually, pretty much all of the second floor was busy with school work. Down to the end of the corridor was the library used for research and study, with nothing better to do I wandered off there.
It was probably as big as two dorm rooms, had a few bookcases of books, a couple of tables and a computer. To my surprise -if not interest- there were also a couple of girls.
One girl sat at the computer, she didn't appear very tall and had dark hair. She chatted with a Hispanic girl who hung over her shoulder. I walked over to them and introduced myself.
"Um, hi, I'm David Jacobs."
"Hi Davey," the shorter girl beamed. "I'm Skylar, this is Magic."
Magic eyed me over and I did the same, "Hey."
"Yeah, hey."
"you the one who stabbed your dad?"
I scoffed, "I didn't stab anyone, and it wasn't my dad."
"Oh, whatever. So what's your preference, boys or girls?"
Skylar shook her head and muttered, "Oh god."
I shrugged, "Whatever."
"Mmm, cool. If your ever lonely, Oscar's usually dozing off by midnight. My rooms on the right side, just past the showers. I can always use a little company."
"Magic!," Skylar hissed. "What about Bumlets?"
She shrugged, "What's he gonna do? He's not going to risk getting into anymore trouble. He's already in here until he's 18 or graduates --yeah, until he's 18."
"Skylar, get over here!" I glanced back to the library door, there was a guy there about average height with dirty blonde hair and the most sexy mouth. If I'm ever lonely, I think I might just seek him out for some company.
"Skylar, c'mon!"
"I'm comin'!," she shouted back as she scooped up a few books and pushed herself away from the table. "Quit rushin' me around."
"Just hurry up."
"For what? You'll be done in six minutes anyway."
"What?! Fuck you."
She smirked at him, "That's what you're plannin' on doin'."
"Wow, whole lotta sex goin' on in this place," I commented."
"If we act like angels to their faces, they have no idea we're devils behind their backs."
"Good philosophy."
"Keeps ya from climbing the walls."
"Is this place really bad? I mean, I've heard that the teachers are super strict. If you screw up you get sent to your dorm with nothing but a slice of bread and glass of water."
Magic laughed so hard she had to hold onto her sides, "This is a school, not prison."
"Just sayin' what I heard."
"Rumors, this place has a million of 'em. It's not that bad really. The teachers are asses, but then again their saints and we're sinners, so do you expect any less?"
"Oh. So why'd your parents send you here?"
"It's not obvious? Sex. I love sex. I want sex. Right now. More. Gotta get it. My mother actually thought I was possessed," she chuckled. I didn't get the joke so she continued on, "My parents are really strict Catholics, they sent me in hopes I'll straighten up, hear my calling and become a nun. All they really wanted to do was get rid of me. How about you?"
"My sister's a bitch so I threw a knife at her head."
"Didja get her?"
"I have a bad shot, I only nicked her ear, I was aiming for her eye."
"Guess you'll have to learn to aim better."
"Guess so. Who's that guy Skylar left with?"
Magic smirked, "That guy is one of the most talented men in bed. His names Spot Conlon, he and Skylar are sorta a couple."
"Sorta?"
"Spot can't be faithful to just one person, it's a sin to him. God forbid though if Skylar even looks at another guy, Spot would have his head on a platter."
"Whoa, anger issues, huh?"
"Anger, jealousy, rage, violence. He use to have a real bad coke addiction too. They both did."
"Skylar, really?"
"Yeah, she's not as sweet as she seems. She's been in trouble with the police alot, she's gone to juvenile hall, been in group homes. This is her last step before they finally throw her in jail."
"Why? What she do, rob a bank?"
"No, but she stole a police cruiser."
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Truth be told, I don't really know what color Spot's hair is. Or he eyes really. So if I screwed that up, I beg forgiveness. Ta-daa! We learn way Davey has been sent off to boarding school. He hates Sarah! Awww, who like Davey now? *raises hand and hugs David* Whoa, is that a knife in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? Oh... it's a knife.
Disclaimer: Found some more folks Disney doesn't own. Chance is owned by Shortie and Tiger by Blinks-Tiger. They'll be making appearances soon.
*4*
Denton was a rather chatty fellow who asked too many questions. I gave one word responses, shrugged or just ignored them. all the while he jotted down notes with an 'mmm,' 'uh huh,' 'I see,' that typical shrink crap. I hate shrinks, I hate doctors. I hate the way they think they know you after only three sessions. But Denton wasn't too pushy, I guess that makes him okay.
By time the hour long session was over, I had only two hours before we were to call it lights out. They expect to be in bed by ten, what do we look like, ten year olds?
My room mates were engrossed in their homework --probably trying to do what they put off earlier. Actually, pretty much all of the second floor was busy with school work. Down to the end of the corridor was the library used for research and study, with nothing better to do I wandered off there.
It was probably as big as two dorm rooms, had a few bookcases of books, a couple of tables and a computer. To my surprise -if not interest- there were also a couple of girls.
One girl sat at the computer, she didn't appear very tall and had dark hair. She chatted with a Hispanic girl who hung over her shoulder. I walked over to them and introduced myself.
"Um, hi, I'm David Jacobs."
"Hi Davey," the shorter girl beamed. "I'm Skylar, this is Magic."
Magic eyed me over and I did the same, "Hey."
"Yeah, hey."
"you the one who stabbed your dad?"
I scoffed, "I didn't stab anyone, and it wasn't my dad."
"Oh, whatever. So what's your preference, boys or girls?"
Skylar shook her head and muttered, "Oh god."
I shrugged, "Whatever."
"Mmm, cool. If your ever lonely, Oscar's usually dozing off by midnight. My rooms on the right side, just past the showers. I can always use a little company."
"Magic!," Skylar hissed. "What about Bumlets?"
She shrugged, "What's he gonna do? He's not going to risk getting into anymore trouble. He's already in here until he's 18 or graduates --yeah, until he's 18."
"Skylar, get over here!" I glanced back to the library door, there was a guy there about average height with dirty blonde hair and the most sexy mouth. If I'm ever lonely, I think I might just seek him out for some company.
"Skylar, c'mon!"
"I'm comin'!," she shouted back as she scooped up a few books and pushed herself away from the table. "Quit rushin' me around."
"Just hurry up."
"For what? You'll be done in six minutes anyway."
"What?! Fuck you."
She smirked at him, "That's what you're plannin' on doin'."
"Wow, whole lotta sex goin' on in this place," I commented."
"If we act like angels to their faces, they have no idea we're devils behind their backs."
"Good philosophy."
"Keeps ya from climbing the walls."
"Is this place really bad? I mean, I've heard that the teachers are super strict. If you screw up you get sent to your dorm with nothing but a slice of bread and glass of water."
Magic laughed so hard she had to hold onto her sides, "This is a school, not prison."
"Just sayin' what I heard."
"Rumors, this place has a million of 'em. It's not that bad really. The teachers are asses, but then again their saints and we're sinners, so do you expect any less?"
"Oh. So why'd your parents send you here?"
"It's not obvious? Sex. I love sex. I want sex. Right now. More. Gotta get it. My mother actually thought I was possessed," she chuckled. I didn't get the joke so she continued on, "My parents are really strict Catholics, they sent me in hopes I'll straighten up, hear my calling and become a nun. All they really wanted to do was get rid of me. How about you?"
"My sister's a bitch so I threw a knife at her head."
"Didja get her?"
"I have a bad shot, I only nicked her ear, I was aiming for her eye."
"Guess you'll have to learn to aim better."
"Guess so. Who's that guy Skylar left with?"
Magic smirked, "That guy is one of the most talented men in bed. His names Spot Conlon, he and Skylar are sorta a couple."
"Sorta?"
"Spot can't be faithful to just one person, it's a sin to him. God forbid though if Skylar even looks at another guy, Spot would have his head on a platter."
"Whoa, anger issues, huh?"
"Anger, jealousy, rage, violence. He use to have a real bad coke addiction too. They both did."
"Skylar, really?"
"Yeah, she's not as sweet as she seems. She's been in trouble with the police alot, she's gone to juvenile hall, been in group homes. This is her last step before they finally throw her in jail."
"Why? What she do, rob a bank?"
"No, but she stole a police cruiser."
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Truth be told, I don't really know what color Spot's hair is. Or he eyes really. So if I screwed that up, I beg forgiveness. Ta-daa! We learn way Davey has been sent off to boarding school. He hates Sarah! Awww, who like Davey now? *raises hand and hugs David* Whoa, is that a knife in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? Oh... it's a knife.
Disclaimer: Found some more folks Disney doesn't own. Chance is owned by Shortie and Tiger by Blinks-Tiger. They'll be making appearances soon.
