BLACKBIRD HIGH

                          CHAPTER ONE

Jane's smile sort of faded. The others had not been in school for only 3 days, Jane hadn't been in school for two weeks. She had been suspended over the rapid belief that she had killed Vivian blade. The gym teacher's daughter and the school's lead cheer.
The police asked everyone  to stay in class as they searched the whole school and found her drawing and seconds later they busted in arresting her as the main suspect of Vivian's murder. At first nobody believed it they thought that the officers were being lazy.
Then she made one tiny mistake. She was invited to a party by the cheerleaders as an apology for saying she was a killer and she drank just a little bit than she should've and when someone told her she had killed Vivian she yelled at him, confessing that she would have killed Vivian if she had the chance and she was a selfish bitch.
The video ended up online and she got suspended people no longer wanted their children with her but that didn't matter what scared jane most was blackbird Reformatory, she was awaiting the letter that stated whether she would return to blackbird or not. She touched the scar on her neck and on it was the reminder of what would happen if she went back. She remembered the hot iron rod touching her skin just because she was caught out of bed at night. The school had turned out to be some military school where the parents dumped most middle children they didn't care about or kids that were too complicated for them too handle some deserved to be there but most were just different kids.
Jane remembered waking up at 10:30 everyday for six months she ran about a mile then came back to take a shower breakfast was at 8 which was two slices of bread and a can of cold canned beans. Then it was just walking around in school and studying war tactics and shit. They would study once in a while not like it mattered and the exams were useless. The girls would spend hours sewing tents and the boys packing endless crates of them.
In the evening they were gathered together to listen to general Jenkins endless war stories of how he survived. Then they'd be subjected to a bitter dinner of dried naan and  green tea and dying the tents green. As for friends well unless you can whisper though a solitary confinement 2 meters and not get caught then you could be friends. If you were caught talking or standing or eaving smiling or flirting you would take the iron rod to your body. You would recover 6 days later that's when the pain became bearable. Then on your ability to stand you would go back to your routine. Most of the parents never came back for their kids so you were shipped off to God knows where and never seen again. If you're parents missed the meeting five times you were shipped. So most would pray hoping but they were just that prayers. Jane had been in the similar position, see every time your parents didn't show up to the meeting you would be embarrassed by the staff one by one. They would for example make you bend then use you as a chair. They would hit you and slap you then they would ask you where your parents were. It made you hate your parents because it felt like they didn't give a shit. Jane's parents had missed her meetings five times. She had packed up ready to leave having been beaten sorely the day before. She had faced physical and psychological torture. Two days before they had locked her and three others in a freezer having being told where they were going was much worse. They were then pulled out and given nothing but dry biscuits and half a glass of water. Then they had locked them in the dye room and the chemicals burnt her eyes and lungs only to be pulled out an hour later and beaten up by some students while being wrapped in a tent with holes so she could breath. The day she was to leave her parents called and said they would pick her up. For some reason Jane didn't want to see her parents she loathed them and somehow she still does.
So she took her way and told the guard that she didn't want to go home. The guard stared at her for a second then took her to the Dean. She was escorted to the room and as she did she told herself she would find a way to escape.

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The Dean sat down and reviewed the girl's files. She had been brought to blackbird only because some students falsely accused her of murder. The girl was obedient patient and smart and even admist the torture she saw it fine to continue.
Dean picked up his phone and speed dialed a number and the voice from the other side answered.
    "Hello Dean"
    "Hello Rein I have something you might     admire."
    "And what would that be Dean"
    "A student"
    "Bring her in by next week Monday that's when they all begin."
   
Dean sat and called the guard, who came running.
"Take good care of the girl she's officially an asset to me"
Luther turned and headed to the girls room. She looked surprised. She picked up her things and followed him to tanother side here the military stayed. She was given clean clothes and a bowl full of food. She quickly jumped at it tearing it up.

"Don't even know what we get from this" asked Luther in menacing way

"Ain't nothing new you can do to me, besides even if I asked you wouldn't have answered"

Luther smiled and said.
    "You keep that attitude up you just may make it through where they're taking you."
 
   "You ever been there?"
   
    "And I'm out I'll give you a tip if you give me something in return"
    "And what's that" said Jane with a serious face
    "An answer why did you stay behind?"
     "I don't know I just did."
    "Here's a tip kid check the date on everything. Time is a value key and make liabilities not friends"
     
Jane sat down and continued eating, she didn't need much other than the obvious clue. Luther was a main guard at blackbird and she had seen him fight with other soldiers no one could beat him up. Well if she was going to survive and find a way out she'd have to act subtle. She already had a plan and she was going to tear blackbird down but it seemed it was bigger than she thought so she had to be at the roots to burn it up.