Military school... Oh hell no.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2...

"Bye Ali, we're really gonna mis you." Alex said hugging me. I couldn't bring myself to hug him back. Jason and James did the same, hugging me and saying how much they where going to miss me being there. My dad just stood there waiting for them. He already said goofbye by telling me that this is what's best for me. I told him goodbye by giving him a one finger salute, seeing as I am going to military school and in the military, saluting is what they do.

I didn't give them a backwards glance as I walked through security on my way to catch my plane ride to hell. I still can't believe he's sending me to military school, usually when parents say they are gonna send you to military school or bording school they don't really mean it, only my dad did.

Bianca probibly talked him into it. I'm just glad she didn't come with to the airport or I might have just strangled her to death, like I almost did leaving the house this morning.

The plain ride is totally exausting, there is this really fat dude next to me, squishing me against the window. I hate my life. Thank all that is good in life that the plain's about to land.

Grabing the little luggage have, or should I say, was aloud to take. Damn this sucks, I'm only aloud to bring underware and all other bathroom necessities. No other clothes accept the ones I have on. Also no smokes, alcohol, ar any other substances only perception and can also only be minimum. How I wish dad didn't look through my bag when I left, I could really use a sigarette right now.

I made my way through arivals seeing a man that can only be described as scary as F, standing there decked out in camoflage green, standing straighter than I thought posible. Please don't let me do this, yeah as if anybody could help me. Well here goes nothing.

Standing infront of camoflage dude is even more scary than anything.

"I take it your Allison Carter." He said looking me straight in the eye, me being me not backing out of anything looked him straight back.

"Yeah and?" I just couldn't help myself I had to throw a little attitude in there. Cause for F sake ai sure as hell don't wanna be here, and I sure as hell ain't gonna make it easy for them.

"Good let's get going, the compound is a good distance away." He said turning on his heel only turning he's head and saying. "and I'd loose the attitude if I where you. It's only going to make it harder for you."

"Yeah watever." He only scoffed walking on outside to a big ass black Hummer.

We where driving in silence for a good three hours. The las house we passed was atleast two hours ago. Damn this is so far, there goes my plan for trying to run away. Damn it all to hell.

"We're here." Holy fuck on a stick. This place lookes like a prison. Walls so damn high with barbed and electrical wire topping them off. The gate we stopped at was also very thick and two lookout cabins where the gate met the wall. Men with guns where walking around in them, caring guns with men, and I mean big guns, big mother fucking guns. Shit dad what did you drag me into.

"I see you brought the new meat." a big ass guy said syicking his hesd through the window, trying to get a better look at me in the shotgun seat. "She's gonna be trouble I can tell." he chuckled at the end. "go on through. And good luck honey your gonna need it."

Through all of that the driver dude didn't say a word. Only looking at the small road infront of us, then driving only to stop a little while later infront of a even more intimidating building than the walls could ever be.

"We're here." he said stepping out of the Hummer, openeing the back for me to get my bag. Me following like a lost puppy. Not opening my mouth for once in my life. "Your meeting with Major Johnson." We where passig fuckton of doors in the passage we entered after entering the scary ass building. "I suggest you show respect and goodness help you show some manners." he all but hissed at me as we stopped infront of a big dark wood door. Rapping it with his knucles.

Opening my mouth, only for it to be chut by a booming foice callin for us to 'enter' from inside. Stepping inside my mouth hit the flour, the room was really darkly decorated with dark bookshelfs along one wall and a window right opposite it on my right hand site. Behind a dark desk piled with foldrer appon folder, sat a huge beast of a man, decked out in a uniform with to many badges to count. Scouling at us when we stepped to the middle of the room, standing up himself and walking to where we stood. He stopped right in front of driver dude saluting him.

"Underwood" He greeted him, then looked at me, "Stand staighter! Stop fidgeting, loose the gum!" He all but screamed in my face. Doing what he said, pushing back my shoulders, standing as still as possible and swallowing my gum. Not even talking back for the first time in along time. My big mouth shut thanks to me being scared shitless. Not an easy feat I tell you. But the thing scaring me most is why I actually listened, not retorting by telling him to go fuck himself.

What's scaring me is the fact that I like it. And I'm hating every second of it.

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A/N... Hey ppls. So next chap up. Sorry for any spelling mistakes, I'm not a dictionary. This story is strongly rated, so curse words are gonna be used. If you don't like it, I don't give a rats ass. Have fun reading. Oh yeah don't own Hummer eventhough I know someone who drives one. Write ya later.

XoXo...Joey