Academy

Confusion

I'm watching some tv when my mom pulls out the phrase: "I signed you up."
I'm taken aback for a second "for what?" I ask confused. "The academy wants to see you right now." She states. I'm seriously confused, it's the middle of the summer for Pete Wentz sake, but some of the confusion is replaced with fear from the way mom said 'academy'. What does she mean?
Lost in thought, my moms voice startles me. "Get dressed we need to get going!" She seems too excited about this. Nevertheless I go to my room to pick something out. "Now what the fuck do I put on that will make me not look like a mess." I whisper to myself. I stare at my closet for awhile until it finally hits me...literally. My mom throws my clothes (that I forgot to take out of the laundry room) at me. I sift through the pile until I find the most perfect (tbh emo) outfit. Smiling I put it on. Black skinny jeans, white MCRX t-shirt, and the same exact Party Poison jacket that Gerard wore. I look pretty cool.
"Cait don't forget your backpack!" I hear my mom shout from the top of the stairs. I almost forgot we were actually going somewhere, partly because I was too busy admiring my awesome outfit. A realization pops into my head. "Why am I going to an academy in summer? More importantly...what even is this 'academy'?" Something doesn't feel right as I subconsciously pack pretty much everything that I would need to survive out in the wild. "That should do it." I say to myself as slip a knife in at the side hidden under the rest of the supplies.
"Are you sure you should bring that?" Someone questions behind me. I turn around to see Aella standing with her arms loosely crossed. "Um yeah." I begin as I stand so I can face her. "Something doesn't feel right, so yeah I'm gonna prepare for the worst."
She looks at me with a face of concern. "You don't know do you?" She whispers sadly. "W-What? What don't I know?" I reply shakily.
"What's taking you so long!" Mom shouts. She's still upstairs, and I can tell she is getting frustrated. I look at Aella "I have to go whether I like it or not." I tell her with a sigh. I start to turn to pick up my backpack when she pulls me forcefully into a hug, I can tell she has been crying from the way she holds me. I hug back, confused but I don't want to let go. "You don't deserve this fate." She whispers in my ear. I feel a wave of fear and sadness when a tear rolls down my face, immediately I let go and turn away. "I-I don't want to go." I stammer. "I'm sorry." She replies quietly. "I'm terrified-"I look at her again but she's gone. My mom immediately opens my door. "Who were you talking to?" My mom demands. I quickly wipe away my tears before she can see that I've been crying. "I-I don't think you'd understand." I croak out. "You've got to be kidding me." She replies frustrated. "You know she's not-"
"No!" I cut her off. "Just... no..." I shrink away. She stares at me in annoyance for a second and walks away. "Just get in the car." She states blankly. Almost automatically, I do as she says.
The car feels foreign to me today, even though I've been in here many times before on trips to the therapist and the psychiatrist. I decide to sit in the back this time.
I write T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D in my sketchbook with charcoal before I decide to stare out the window for the rest of the way. It's strange how calming car rides can be if you just let your mind go.

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WooHoo got this first part done! idk if it's any good tbh... I would like some suggestions on how to improve so it can be more enjoyable next time. :)