F the System

In the Horizon

2-15-2010

"Welcome to Horizon Edge Academy, my name is Moira, but you will call me Mrs. Smith. I am your entry guide to the academy. I will show you your room and give you a tour of the school." She hands me a small piece of paper "Here is a pamphlet of the rules I suggest you read them. At the end of the tour I will have to take that back from you so you don't try and harm yourself "  The tall woman with curled brown hair standing in front of me says lazily

what the actual fuck

"So this is your room, your on the top bunk your roommates name is Skylar. The first lesson you should take in is that talking to others is not permitted unless it's during group, so don't try anything smart, Ok?"

I think she's annoyed at me. A woman who has known me for less than 10 minutes thinks I'm a fucking idiot

"Yeah" I didn't mean for it to come out as a whisper but it did

"If you could place your bag on the bed, then we can go to the changing rooms to find you a uniform and to wash that junk off of your face. We don't want you influencing the other students with your outfit would we?"

"No ma'am" well I guess there goes my favorite shirt

Great

She took a deep breath and continued "I want you to know we don't tolerate disobedience. You're here to learn how to follow the rules instead of bend them. We understand if it's hard at first" she leans closer to me and grabs my hands, looking in my eyes and then to my hands "everyone just wants what's for you" she pulls off my rings

I found that in these situations it's best to stay quiet and not to question the in-taker, but by the nasty ass look on her face I'm guessing she wants a reply

"Ok" I muster out

"Great! Oh, when you sleep your required to have your right arm out at all times, you know to make sure you're not going anywhere or doing anything out of regulation. It's harder to run when you can't fake an arm hanging out of bed. Unless you chop one off." She laughs

Please come get me Maria

"Right over here" her and her perfect hair led me to a room like closet with uniforms. Black skirts and blazers, white undershirts, and socks.

Perfect black shoes.

She held one outfit up to me "This should do perfectly. Please go put it on over there and put your old things in the yellow bin."

After running my hands down the fabric I walk back out to her "the bathroom is right through there here is a cloth for your face. Their should be a hair brush on the sink for you" I nod and close the door behind me

No this will not do perfectly

"Will I get to call home anytime soon" maybe I can ask Maria to get me from this god forsaken place and let me stay at her apartment, I mean we both know how ridiculous our father can be

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but phone calls aren't permitted the first two weeks to help you settle in.  Trust me it's better for you, I know you're in denial about being here now and it might feel wrong to you, but it gets easier I promise." She puts a hand on my shoulder "After two weeks you can earn a monitored phone call with your family. When you do it might ease things off a bit"

"Two weeks?" 14 whole fucking days

She huffs "you heard me, now don't question my word" in a swift move she grabs my arm slightly and pulls me down the hall "we have to finish our tour quickly so you can attend your first seminar."

What the actual fuck is a seminar