After being checked into Corvallis Farm Home High School And Psychiatric Hospital (dubbed Psych-School or C.P.H.S. by the other patients), Magena Mai Abque is forced to come to terms with her past and present mental state. Stuck in the middle of no...
Monday rolled around, which meant I had school. All the patients here had to attend school. Just as a regular school is split up, elementary schoolers, middle schoolers, and high schoolers were separated. Sure, they were all in the building, but different sections of the building for each age group. I was a Sophomore, but I didn't know what I'd be learning. Were the other Sophomores taking geometry? If so, they probably weren't in the same section as I had been back at public school.
The staff members woke us up at seven in the morning. I was not a morning person, I never have, but I only take ten minutes to get ready. By seven fifteen, I was dressed, my teeth had been brushed, hair was brushed, and my backpack was on. McKai told me that the others took longer to get ready. "Let's send you to class on visual." He suggested. "A staff member won't be with you, but we'll have you in our sights."
So, for the first day, I walked to school by myself.
As I walked down the path, I observed my surroundings. The entire property was surrounded by 7-foot fences with barbed wire at the top, but there were beautiful trees and a small forest by the main registration building. F.E. was the farthest from any of the other main buildings. The other housing buildings, Cummings, Alderman, and Mcteuge, were probably a hundred yards from F.E.
Cummings was dark blue, with a black roof. The backyard had a basketball court and a few benches. Alderman, the one right next to it, as the exact same, but each house was separated with a seven-foot fence. McTeuge was a two-floor building, like F.E. It was a grayish purple, and looked newer than the others.
The schools were about three hundred yards from F.E. To the right of the schools was a small church building. The church itself was sort of secluded. The schools were near the few acres of forest. The church was, too. But closer to the forest than the school.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I was at the edge of the pathway, and now on the cement parking lot. The school building was huge. Most likely because there were three different school groups in one. here were a few other groups of kids walking towards school, too. I reached the main sidewalk path towards school and tried to blend in with the others. Avoiding eye contact with anyone else, I made it inside. Reaching into my back pocket, I took out a crumpled paper with my schedule on it.
My first-period class was on the second floor. Room 206, with Mr. Diaz. The hallways were as crowded as I'd expected, and the farm home had a lot of patients. So it was kind of like regular school, except a bigger spectrum of ages. Also, every kid here was white. Not just white, but translucent. I was kind of surprised. No, I wasn't expecting to be the only Indian kid, although I was a bit offset.
Upstairs on the second floor, there were more kids my age. They were all taller, of course. Room 206 wasn't too far ahead. I ducked into the room, and Mr. Diaz greeted me at the door. "Hi, I'm Mr. Diaz," He started. "Are you the new student Megena Abeque?" I nodded. "Just choose any seat in the room. It's a new trimester, so there isn't a seating chart."
