You're Gonna Burn Before You're Mellow

New Characters:

Dawn Beach- Native American, 16 years old, lived on a reservation before coming to Horizon, shoulder-length brown hair, brown eyes, holds great hatred towards while people, is sent to Horizon for stealing, anger management, and vandalizing private property, etc.

Jasper Wolf- Caucasian, 17 years old, one of Scott's old friends, from California, is at Horizon for drug abuse and he nearly killed someone when he was drunk and driving, extremely curly brownish blonde hair, hazel eyes that change to green

Chapter One: I Miss You Much

~Dawn~

"Come on," my grandmother, Me-me, says as she escorts me to the school Horizon. I don't understand why I can't just go home. She knows that I'll runaway and be gone before any of them realizes what has happened. She knows that.

"You don't have to send me here. The world can't kick me down more than it already has." I explain. She firmly shakes her head, indicating that her mind was set. "What about Jimmy?" I continue, trying to make her see that this wasn't necessary.

"You had two choices; come here or have them take you away. I don't want them to take you away. Maybe these people here can help you move past your hate. You can't spend all your life hating them Dawn. I want you to be happy and …" Her voice trails off as she almost falls. I catch her arm.

"Me-me. It's okay." I whisper to her as she regains her balance and we continue walking in silence. As we approach the door, a tall white guy introduces herself, as well as some blonde lady. I should've known that this shit-hole was run by them. Who the hell were they anyway, thinking that they could save the whole world? What makes them think they're so self- righteous?

"So, it says here that you're here for vandalism and theft. Is that right?" Peter asks me as I continue to ignore him. I didn't want to here anymore of this.

"Yes. That's right." Me-me answers for me as I yawn and look up at the ceiling. These people were helping me out already.

"I have to go Dawn." Me-me whispers to me after a long ass session of questions and answers. "Try to change. Just try for me." She murmurs giving me a hug.

"Don't." I plead, giving her my most sincere, yet sad, look. She couldn't leave me here with all these murders and hypocrites … these white people. They had destroyed my family and many others … I could never forgive them. Ever.

"I must go." She whispers again, after I follow her back the rental car. She takes my son, Jimmy from Thalia, and tries to buckle him in.

Poor thing. He has no idea what was going to happen. He has no idea that I'll probably never see him again. I rush to the other side of the car and open the door, as I am greeted with his innocent little face. "Jimmy, honey." I begin quietly.

"What?" He asks with a confused look.

"I've got to stay here."

"Why? Why are you staying mommy? Are you mad at me?" He inquires innocently.

"No, I'm not mad." I start, taking his small hand in mine. "I've got to stay here to make things better." I lie. He wouldn't understand the truth. "We must be strong for Me-me, but you can come and visit me as much as you like. I'll be here." I tell him with a small smile. I pull Jimmy in for a hug. I lightly kiss his thick brown hair and look into his blue eyes.

"I love you mommy."

"I love you too." I choke out, trying not to show him how sad I truly was. He holds my hand. Slowly, I let go, blocking out his protests and pleads to take him with me. Thalia and Me-me both give me one last hug before driving off into the distance, leaving me alone. All alone again. ~