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Gary awoke to the sound of Theo, the worst of all orderlies, unlocking his door and walking in, his boots hitting the floor loudly.
"Time for meds," Theo informed him, handing him a cup with pills and another with some water. Gary took both of them, chasing his meds down with water. He opened his mouth, showing Theo that he had actually swallowed them.
"What's all over your face?" Theo asked, "Looks like pen."
Gary looked at the orderly, still half asleep and slightly confused. He spotted the notebook on the floor and his memory came back. "I must've fallen asleep while writing last night."
"Weird. Anyway, time for a shower. You have a meeting with Dr. B."
Gary was glad that he no longer had to be watched as he showered. When he first arrived at Happy Volts, he was on watch all the time as he was considered dangerous to himself and others. No matter how much it happened, it was still hard to get used to and incredibly awkward.
He quickly washed and rinsed himself off and got dressed. Theo escorted him to the cafeteria, where Dr. Bambillo sat. Also there, Gary's parents.
Gary sat down across from his visitors. His mother pushed a tray over to him. "We got you some food. Eat up…we have a busy day ahead of us."
Gary ate the food, feeling a bit uncomfortable that everyone was watching him, waiting for him to be done so they could talk. Though even when he was, there was thick tension in the air.
Dr. Bambillo started. "Gary, I have talked to your parents and I have informed them of my decision to let you go."
Jesus, Gary thought, it sounds like he's breaking up with me.
The doctor continued, "I think that you're ready to be let out. I have seen a lot of improvement, and I'm happy with the results of this new medication."
Gary nodded, wondering where he was going with this and trying his best to be on good behavior.
"Instead of a week, we will be letting you out today."
Gary noticed his parents exchange glances, and it pissed him off that he couldn't tell what they were saying to each other with these glances.
His mother spoke up. "We've talked to Dr. Crabblesnitch, and he's letting you back into Bullworth. Gary, you have to be one hundred percent on your best behavior this year, or you'll be back in Happy Volts. One slip up and you're gone from Bullworth."
Bullworth? Fuck. That was the last place Gary wanted to be, besides here.
"What if I don't want to go to Bullworth?"
This time, Gary could tell the glance exchange was worry. "Gary, you have no choice." His mother was stern this time.
"I'm going to be away for most the year," his father talked this time. "Your mother is too stressed to deal with your attitude. If you can prove to us that you can make it until winter break without any problems, we will consider putting you in a different school. Deal?"
Gary sighed, knowing he wouldn't win this. "Fine. Just get me out of here."
The Smith family made their way back home. Gary instantly went to his room, looking around and taking it all in. It was how he left it, though slightly cleaner. The posters of his favorite metal bands and horror movies still covered the walls and even part of the ceiling. His computer was still tucked away in the corner, his desk covered in random curse words and vulgar drawings that he had carved into it. The bed had been made up neatly, all black sheets, slightly torn and worn in.
He unpacked the small bag from Happy Volts, taking out his notebook and pens and also the iPod he had forgotten about owning. Not much else was in there besides some clothes and toiletries.
And the medication. The medication that made him feel like a lifeless zombie. They didn't make him behave, as the doctors thought. They simply made him want to do nothing at all, except maybe sleep.
He studied the two orange bottles.
Smith, G.
Prescribed by Bambillo.
Taken orally once a day.
May cause drowsiness. Not to be taken with alcohol. Take with water.
Gary set the bottles down on his nightstand before collapsing on his bed. He let in a deep breath.
He didn't even have time to get settled in before he would be thrusted into that bullshit school. He wasn't quite sure how it would go, him being back at Bullworth Academy. They would never welcome him back with open arms…people would want to hurt him, maybe even kill him, but if he fought back that would be the end of it.
He hated the idea of being a wimp who stood there and let himself get jumped, but he had to convince everyone he had changed. And he had changed, or that's what the doctor told him. He hadn't wanted to hurt anyone or even so much as yell at him, so maybe he was a different person after all.
Once again, Gary wasn't sure of himself, and nothing scared him more.
Evelyn Chase brushed her hair several times, twenty strokes on each side of her head. She finished by placing her headband over her head, neatly pushing back the strawberry blonde locks that fell into her face.
She was already in her uniform and was slightly depressed that it had gotten a bit tighter since last year. She hadn't gotten out of the house much since she was suspended last year, and she prayed no one else would notice the weight she had gained on her stomach and legs.
She made her way to her first class, Chemistry, an hour early. Mr. Watts was sitting at his desk, completely lost in whatever work he was doing. Evelyn walked over to his desk, startling him.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"Dr. Watts, it's me, Evelyn, remember?"
Dr. Watts stared at the girl, searching his memory. "Ah, yes, you're the one with that odd quirk."
She nodded and began her ritual. She touched his desk with her right hand, then moved on to the student tables, tapping each with her right hand, then turning around and retapping all of them, this time with her left hand. She sat in the seat the farthest from the door, taking her notebook and a pencil out.
Dr. Watts watched her. "Do you do this in every class?"
The girl nodded, "And every time I enter my dorm room."
"Oh, my," was the only thing Evelyn's chemistry teacher could think of saying.
They sat in awkward silence for a few minutes, and Evelyn sighed in relief when the bell rang, exactly at 9:00 am. She watched the students pile in one by one, wondering who was going to end up sitting by her. It was usually Algie, the pee-stain himself. Evelyn wasn't usually one to judge others, but Algie stressed her out with his weird smell and the fact that she knew even he was more popular than her.
The other kids at Bullworth had never liked her. At first they used to pick on her relentlessly, every day. They'd mess up anything she organized and try to contaminate things and freak her out by messing up her routines or any little obsessions she had. It took them about a year to get sick of picking on her…nowadays they simply ignored her. Unfortunately they had ignored her to the point where they had forgotten that she had ever existed.
Evelyn Chase was literally invisible.
Gary could feel the stares as soon as he walked into those gates. Everyone stopped in the middle of their arguments and make out sessions just to watch Gary with judging eyes as he made his way into the school. With each person he passed, he could hear the whispers. By the time he made it into the school, he had his knuckles tightened, turning white and that usual sneer on his face. This year was going to be absolute hell.
Gary sat on the couch in the office and wasn't at all surprised when the kid next to him stood up and left. Miss Danvers looked to him. "Ah, Mister Smith, yes. The headmaster has been expecting you. Go on in."
Gary nodded, marching into Dr. Crabblesnitch's office like the good little boy he was supposed to be. He sat in front of the headmaster who immediately dove into the usual speech about keeping noses clean and whatnot.
Gary bit his lip, trying his hardest to keep the sarcastic thoughts he had from bleeding out his mouth. However, he did let a few eye rolls slip.
Gary's snarky attitude died down a bit when Crabblesnitch changed the subject to last year's events. The fights, the rumors, the riot. "Because you were such a naughty boy last year, I've decided to assign you an escort for a couple months."
"An…escort?" Gary asked, confused.
"A babysitter, if you will."
"Sir, I'm nearly seventeen years old…I do not need a babysitter."
Crabblesnitch chuckled. "Prove yourself then."
Gary let himself roll his eyes again and told the headmaster to fuck off under his breath.
"What?"
"Nothing, sir."
"Now, Smith," Crabblesnitch got up and started to pace as he talked. "You will not go anywhere without your escort, except classes and your room. Do you understand?"
"Yeah," Gary said, before correcting himself, "yes sir."
"Good, now out you go. I have a lot of work to do."
"Who is my escort?"
Crabblesnitch looked back up to the boy. "I don't remember. Just go to the globe in the library at lunch."
Gary scoffed at the headmaster, getting up and bolting out of there as fast as he possibly could.
"World around me falls apart
I don't know what to do
Tell me who is who
Tell me who is who
Tell me who is who."
-The Adolescents