Is It Because I Named My Turtle Juan Pablo?!

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Chapter 1: Is it because I named My Turtle Juan Pablo?!

If you ever wake up one morning and have that feeling of, if you step out of the house something bad will happen. Trust your feelings! It is very likely that something terrible will happen to you. I had that feeling 4 days in a row. And where am I now?

On a bus. On my way to the next town over to Brookeborough Academy. The school where all the delinquents go for the rest of the school year because they're considered a danger to society.

Now how did I get sent here?

Well let's start from day one.

I woke up with that feeling I spoke of earlier. And no I didn't listen to my own advice instead I got my butt up and went to school like normal. The whole day was going smooth until I saw some students hanging around my locker and laughing. A teacher walked up and I saw them flinch and open my broken locker throw something in and walk away.

Just my luck a broken locker. I was cursed with one since the first day of school. I didn't care much at first, I mean it's not like I kept any valuables in there anyway. Until that fateful day I wasn't sure what to do so after they all left I quickly went to my locker and opened it up. Inside I picked up a tiny bag with green small herbs. As soon as I realized what it was a teacher walked up to me and dragged me to the office where I received punishment for handling drugs. I begged and pleaded that there is no way I'd do drugs, my GPA was above average!! Why would I want to get high?!

I got in-school suspension because my parents refused to have me miss school. Now the second day is when I was in school suspension with a bunch of other guys who had probably done the same thing or worse.

To put it simply I pushed a guy out the window. He didn't have too bad of a fall but with what happened with the drugs it looked pretty bad.

The third day, It was after school when a girl who is known for being the Queen Bee, decided to pick on me after school. She kept pushing me around, literally, so I blocked myself and pushed her away when a car came and hit her. It wasn't going too fast but it hit her hard enough to where she broke her leg. Wearing heels was a mistake that day for her.

Now the fourth day is like the first. Someone in the in school suspension class decided to pull a prank and put a bag of pill like drugs in my bag when I walked in after lunch the teacher checked everyone's bag and found the drugs. And that was it! only 4 days to get sent to Brooks.

That must be some type of record.

My parents weren't too pleased either. My mother started crying because she couldn't believe her only daughter had become bad. I wasn't bad. I'm still the same. I told her that constantly and she just cried even more.

" Alright get off you little demon." The bus driver spat as he opened the door.

I nodded and hesitantly grabbed by bags and got off." Thank you sir..." I said quietly before stepping off. He just rolled his eyes and closed the door behind me.

I looked up at the large school. For some strange reason the school was located in the center of the forest. As if it were cut away from society. I walked through the entrance and looked around at all the buildings. Most of them were dorms since this school held students from the entire state. I hadn't really anticipated how I would survive. It all came in as a rush and I felt as though my head was going to explode.

Deep breaths Marine. Deep breaths.

I continued walking till I found the main office and spoke to a woman behind a desk who took all my paperwork, handed me my schedule, told me my dorm room. All that good stuff.

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