Fucking hell my head hurts. I slowly pick my head up and stretch my neck, my blurred vision begins to focus. In front of me the boy who drugged me, King, stands off to the side. His green eyes piercing me with a cold stare. I tore my eyes away from him and looked directly ahead of me, I jumped when I saw a small dark-haired woman with wrinkled moon-white skin studying me. How did I not notice her before? Her dark brown, almost black, eyes bore into mine, I wanted to look away but I couldn't. It was like all life had been sucked from her face, with the exception of her eyes. When I didn't look away she raised her chin and looked down upon me, she expected me to cower, and at that moment there was nothing more I wanted to do that to run and hide, but my body and eyes were paralyzed in fear. She captured me in her painful gaze and I was stuck.
"Madam." King murmured, and she finally released me from her stare to look at the boy. I exhaled after holding my breath for a long time. They made brief eye contact before she looked back at me, I flinched when her eyes rested on me again.
"Welcome to Killingsworth academy, I am the headmistress Madam Mechant." She spoke with a heavy French accent. I waited for her to explain. To explain this crazy situation, but she didn't speak again. I started to laugh nervously, I couldn't stop. Jesus Bo pull yourself together. I continued to laugh my lungs started to hurt from lack of air. King furrowed his brow, while the woman in front of me remained unfazed.
I finally settled down and asked "that's it? You break me out of Phillips a mental hospital, I might add and that's all you have to say?? Your 'students' chased me through the city and DRUGGED me and THAT'S IT???" I panted after my long ass rant, which I'm pretty sure did not blink once during.
"Killingsworth is not a regular academy-" "Yeah I got that" She shot me a look that shut me up real quick. "We train teenagers in the art of killing" my eyes widened as realization washed over me. I stood up quickly, my chair pushed out behind me. I caught King shift into a defensive position, ready to pounce should I chose to bolt. "I never asked for this."
"Every few years I do some recruiting, and I happened to notice you. What a wild story you have. Your parents died when you were young. From there you jumped from foster home to foster home, constantly getting in fights. Until the last group home-"
"Stop" I stare at her, I don't dare look at King, who has curiosity written all over his face.
"King will show you out." She said simply
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Killingsworth Academy
RandomThe Killingsworth Academy is a prestigious boarding school, that trains teenagers to be killers. One night Bo Li is abducted by students, on the request of their Madame, from the Phillips Mental Hospital for teens. She is brought to a school with c...
