Remmington's School for Troubled Teens

Chapter 9

The photo above is Caden Losenger, portrayed by Jonathan Ng aka the artist EDEN. Scarlett refers to him as "The Asian Looking Kid."

Today I had a meeting at 9:30 with some of the staff members of Remmington's School. To say I was excited was a bull shit lie.

So I got up at 9:00 am and put on a grey, vintage ACDC shirt that came down to my knees, along with some ripped up fishnets. I then slipped on a pair of white Doc Martins, the nicest shoes that I own, well stole...After that I looked in the mirror, parted my long, black, curly hair to the left and put in some ear buds that blasted Falling Away From Me by Korn through an ancient iPod original.

As I walked down the stairs I noticed that everyone else was in the kitchen and living room. It was 9:15 and I was assuming that school had already started. But, truth be told, I had no idea, and that was what this meeting was for.

"What time does school start here?" I walked into the kitchen to grab a water and then sat down next to Nikole, who looked like she was finishing up a writing assignment.

"It starts at 9:30 and then we get out at 2:30. We have a six hour day. They should tell you everything today at your meeting and then Wednesday you should start school." Ashley explained this while Nikole was trying to spell the word "antediluvian."

She then shot up from her hunched position, broke her pencil and cursed loudly.

"What the hell does that word even mean?! How do you spell it?! How do you say it?! Why would they give us a list of college vocabulary in a junior level English class?!" She started breathing heavily and ran her hands through her blonde hair.

"A-N-T-E-D-I-L-U-V-I-A-N. Antediluvian. Meaning of or relating to the period before the biblical flood. So you are either writing a history paper about how" I looked over at her paper titled Hamlet. 

" 'Hamlet' relates to the bible or you need to go back to the basics of vocabulary." I rolled my eyes at her stupidity and then realized that everyone in the room's gaze shifted on me.

"How old are you, Scarlett?" Nikole cocked her eyebrow at me and then glanced at The Asian Kid.

"I'm sixteen, why is that information significant?" I tilted my head slightly and glared at her, rather intensely.

"If your sixteen then how are in a Senior classed house and how do you know what antedulusional means, or however you say that word?" The Curly Headed Brownie Boy asked me.

"Well, little Brownie Boy, I am, in fact, a Senior myself. I skipped a grade. And as for my vast knowledge of vocabulary, English is my favorite and best subject." A smirk crept onto my lips. I get it. A wild, grunged out, troubled, party girl can't be as smart as to have to skip a grade. Another unexpected thing about me.

"Well, if you will all excuse me I have to be at a meeting that I don't care about in 7 minutes, so I'm just going to jet out of here." I left them standing there as I walked out of the door.

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As I arrived at the school I saw a terrible sight. 

The Pretty Boy. Surrounded by drooling girls with booty cheeks that were out to play. I laughed out loud. Sluts will always find a way, even with uniforms. 

I then took a breath in, "Ah, the sweet smell of desperation." I exhaled with a smile and then stepped forward, only to realize that for the second time today, all eyes were on me. I shrugged and then kept walking.

Almost to the front door, three minutes until my meeting, I saw my first mean girl of the day. Oh what a joy this will be.

She looked familiar. She had long, honey blonde hair, a narrow face and appeared to be a couple inches taller than me. She stood up straight with a confident smile playing her lips. She then crossed her arms and flipped her hair.