My Inspiration

Chapter 3

About an hour had passed and I was still waiting to be talked to, yet again.
The second bell rang and people filled the hallways. All I heard were lockers being slammed, voices talking over each other, and a familiar voice. Not a students, but someone who I had admired for a long time. Jeff. I heard a whisper among all the echoing voices. A whisper which said, "Daniel, I'll be visiting you again sssssooon. Be cautious."
And with that, the tardy bell rang.
A few more minutes passed and I heard police sirens. I was praying to God that they weren't coming to the school, but they got closer and closer until they shut off. My stomach was in knots. I'm only 15, how much trouble will I get in? Oh no. Oh no.
The door opened. 4 police officers filled the small room.
"Hello, officers" I said in an obviously scared and low tone.
"Hello. We have some questions to ask you today."
"Al-alright" I said as I cleared my throat.
"First, stand up and put your hands behind your head."
What the fuck?! Was I about to get arrested without ANY evidence?! I'm going to hire a fucking lawyer!
He then put me in handcuffs.
"We're just gonna check your backpack, alright?"
"Alright, that's fine."
"Do you have any weapons on you, Daniel?"
"No, officer. There's a mechanical pencil in my left pocket, but that's it."
"Alright."
He then unlocked the handcuffs and told me to sit back down.

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After I was questioned, they recommended me to Adolescent First Step. That's pretty much where you stay a few days while they examine your behavior and see if you're gonna need any medication. But you aren't in a normal room, you're in a section where there are multiple rooms and each person has a roommate. Well, I didn't want to go, but if I didn't go, they would go to my house and take me to Juvy and that WASN'T about to happen.
My parents took me to the nearest hospital and admitted me into Adolescent First Step.
I told my parents goodbye and followed the nurse. She opened the door and went into the elevator. I still followed.
We went through a few more doors and then I heard laughing and a few girls talking.
As I walked into the room with all the children(I call them children because I was the oldest there), they all look over and stare. The nurse says "This is Daniel! Be nice to him, alright?"
And walks away.
I look around and only spot one other boy, who looks to be about 11.
I asked one girl "where are the other boys?"
"There aren't anymore. You're the second one."
I could tell that it wasn't as bad as I thought.