Redemption Through Misfits

day one.

Day one in hell. I woke up to see a uniform laid out for me. It was a black polo shirt with the school crest on it, with a note saying everything else was jeans and dark shoes. The crest was two ravens on a branch, facing each other. I went to the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and attempted to comb my hair. Then I went to my clothes. I pulled on a black tank top style undershirt,then exchanged my gym shorts that I had slept in for some dark jeans, put on the polo, and put on some black Timberland boots. Afterwards, I pulled on my skull necklace with a leather cord that my sister had given to me before she moved to California. Then I put on my silver ring, that my mother gave to me two years ago. She had brain cancer. I knew it was bad, but she always told me she thought too much. It was like a euphemism I guess. Doc gave her two years. Son of a bitch lied, it was a misdiagnosis. She gave it her all, and got six months as a reward. I was knocked out of my train of thought by a knock at the door. "Its open!" I said thinking it was Riley. Then a girl came in and looked at me. She had a crimson shade of hair color, glasses that complimented her other features very well, and she had on a vest with the academy crest and had on a black shirt, with white letters on it. She just stared at me. "Can I help you?" I asked. "Get your shit, breakfast is in ten minutes." she said. "Do I at least get your name?" I asked. "Maura. Its Maura." she responded. She then left and I was stunned.
I was deciding between saying go fuck yourself,going back to sleep,or doing what she said. Obviously, I chose the last one. I followed her out. I followed her down the hallway after I started listening to music, otherwise known as Fuck You Mode. Sail by MGK was playing and I was just walking down the hall way.
We were just walking down the hallway when someone did the absolute number one thing I hate, by snatching out one of my earphones. I turned and got my hand up to punch someone before Maura turned my wrist and hand me in a self defense maneuver. However she was not applying any pressure really. "This is really not necessary." I said. "Don't swing at me, or next time I snap your wrist." She replied. Interesting I thought to myself. She let me go and I stared at her. "What do you want?" she harshly asked. "You pulled out my head phone, I could ask you the same." I asked mimicking her irritated tone.
She gave me that, really bitch?, type face. She pointed to some double doors down the hall. "That's the cafeteria. You will eat all your meals in there. Unless you don't want to." she said. She walked in ahead of me, and when I walked in I was immediately shoved into a particularly pointy brick wall. "Look it's the new kid! Lets give him a warm welcome." A voice to my right said. I looked to find four guys separated from the crowd and another trying to hold Maura back. The head guy who was talking, had a build similar to Riley's but he was taller. Like 6'3 taller. I smiled, I hadn't been in a fight where I got to hit someone in so long I missed it. He took a step towards me and I recovered, then a yelp of pain and a SMACK echoed through the cafeteria. We both turned and saw Maura once again using a self defense maneuver but I guess she flipped the guy holding her because he was on the ground in a chicken wing type hold. He looked at me and started walking towards me. I waited and then when he got close, I showed him why Brooklyn is bad for people who pick on the little guys, besides Captain America. I boxed til I was a sophomore in high school.  So really last year. He took a swing at me and ducked, then hit him with a right hook that will change the way you speak the people for the rest of your life. I knocked out two of the bastards teeth and put his unconscious ass on the ground. His other two buddies looked at me, then Maura, then the unconscious asshole, and lastly at each other. Then they ran like bats out of hell. The other guy woke up, and Maura finally let that guy go, and they left. We looked at each other and had the same discuss later type expression. But I'm an ass with curiosity."Where did you learn those?" I asked. "Do you actually want to know if are you just starting conversation?" she asked. "Yes." I said. "I'll tell you later. You can sit with me and the crew, or whatever you want." she said. She moved and I caught a glimpse of one thing that was something I never wanted to see. She had rows of thin straight marks going up her forearm. The last time I saw marks like that, I had just beat the living shit out of a man with a piece of pipe. I started having flashbacks at that moment and I couldn't decide what was real and wasn't. I fell to the floor, and started rocking back and forth. Maura ran to me and was trying to calm me down, and then she saw me eyeing her arms and she understood. She ran out of the mess hall, cafeteria whatever the fuck you call it. I started to have flashbacks of blood flying, my knuckles cramping from my tight hold on the pipe, and my arm getting heavy from exhaustion. I screamed, a cry of rage, pain, fear, but mostly sorrow. I never wanted to beat the man as bad as I did. I just lost it and went fucking crazy. then Maura ran in and she had a long sleeve shirt on, covering the cuts. She started calming me down, and all of a sudden I was in reality. She was staring at me wide eyed in fear. She moved me to her table I would guess, and got me some breakfast. Chocolate chip pancakes, somehow she got my favorite. She layer the plate in front of me and I devoured it. After a minute I was able to speak. "Where are you from?" I asked trying to change the subject. "Queens." she said. I busted out laughing, I couldn't help but laugh. I've never met a girl like this from Queens. "What is so funny?" she said, while grinning and laughing. "Brooklyn." I said and pointed to myself. She gave me that are you fucking with me face and I told her I'm serious. It was the fucking funniest thing to us. "Why did you....um...you know..?" she asked. I froze mid chew. My body stiffened and I thought and decided I could tell her. She just had that kind of vibe. "A couple months ago, I was walking down the corner of Bushwick Ave and Cornelia St when I looked up, and this old dude was trying to take a girl like kidnap her. I was in a mood I didn't care who I hurt or how bad. I saw a pipe on the side of the road, and I grabbed it. I walked over to him and I hit him." I was tearing up but I didn't care. "I gripped the pipe so hard my knuckles we're cramping up. I kept hitting him, blood was flying everywhere. When I stopped, my hand wouldn't let go of the pipe. The girl grabbed me and hugged me. She was thanking me. Then the cops showed up, and they put me in Juvenile Detention for six months. Then they said that I was free to go, defense of others or some shit. Dad didn't care, step monster didn't want me. Now I'm so fucked up I don't even know what the fuck is wrong with me." I said. She gave me a pity look. No, more like a sympathetic look. Then the doors slammed open and people flooded into the cafeteria. I only noticed two things. One was a group of people heading over to us. They all smiled at Maura. One guy looked at me and just the look this guy gave me, it's like he was mentally asking me to punch him in his face. "Who the fuck is this poser?" he asked very very annoyingly. I stood up and Maura spoke for me. "Don't fuck with him Jackson he knocked out two of Garrett's teeth." she told him. His eyes got wide and then he smiled. "Your fucked." he said. "See you later babe." That was disappointing. "I'm not your babe. We broke up Jackson." she said. He reached and grabbed her arm. "We're done when I say so." he growled. She whimpered in pain. And I lost it. 

Authors Note 
 
Ooooooooh shit. Cliffhanger ending, but shits getting real.