Killingsworth Academy

It's freezing in Aspen

      As I walk through the halls I keep my eyes lowered, I can feel the piercing gazes of the rest of the students on me. We walk for the longest time I swear this dude wants to torture me. We walk up a flight of stairs and suddenly I trip over someone's foot and tumble down the stairs.

   "Aspen!" King shouts over the outright laughter of the other students.

     I tried to pick myself up off the ground but I couldn't move my shoulder through the pain. I suck in through my teeth, I will not let that bitch see me cry. I see Kings feet make their way over to me.

   "Get up." He says through clenched teeth.

  "I can't" I tried to keep my voice low and steady, but it came out more like a whimper. He crouched next to me and brought his mouth to my ear.

    "Get the fuck up. Now."

    "I Can't," I said again "My shoulder" King cursed under his breath. The students have stopped laughing now and we just staring and whispering. Aspen and her little crew made their way over to me.

    "Oh come on darling, get up, it wasn't even that far a fall" She snickered.

    "Aspen I swear to god I'll-"

    "You'll what? Tell your auntie the headmistress on me?" What did she just say? "Please, Madam would praise me. The girl was practically asking for it the way she was cowering behind you." She kicked me in the stomach before turning back to King.

    "I'll see you at lunch babe" Aspen gave him a quick peck before walking off. 

      Did I hear that right? She said that Madam Mechant was King's Aunt. They looked absolutely nothing alike no family resemblance what so ever. Madam was short with dark hair streaked with gray and almost black eyes. King was the exact opposite. King was a golden god compared to her. He was tall. With blonde hair that literally glowed, and sharp green eyes. Abruptly I was yanked to my feet by my uninjured arm.

     "Your shoulder is dislocated, I have to pop it back into place," He said with no emotion in his voice. I took a few deep breaths and nodded my head. He swiftly shoved my hurt shoulder up. I screamed and grabbed a fistful of his shirt as I heard a pop come from my socket.I stood there for a second, just panting in pain. I finally stepped back and rolled my shoulder. Noticing that everyone had left at some point. King just stood there assessing my every movement. I could see the wrinkles on his shirt from where I'd gripped it.

     "Alright I'm fine, can you just bring me to where ever I'm supposed to go now" he nodded and we walked up the stairs for the second time, we reached a floor that seemed purely residential. We walked to the end of the hall and he unlocked the door of the left. Inside was a plain room with a closet, a bed, and a desk. It resembled less of a room and more like the cell I was accustomed to.

"No roommate?" I asked

  "First years don't get assigned a roommate until after their first semester" He replied. I sent him a questioning look. He sighed and continued. "We wait so students get assigned a roommate they can tolerate, you forget this is a school of killers, aggressive kids who hate each other and live in the same room isn't a good idea. So if you make a friend you can request to room with them." I quickly noticed his use of "if." I just nodded.

"Okay, so your uniforms, other clothes, and your backpack are in the closet. You can decorate the room, every weekend there is a trip to the shopping mall and town center." I didn't want to tell him that I had no money, so I just nodded again.

"Alright bathrooms down the hall, get changed and be at your class by next period. Your schedule and student handbook and stuff are in this folder" he handed me a thick navy folder that weighed about a thousand pounds "here are your keys you can pick up your textbooks and supplies at the main office" with that he turned to leave.

"Than you" I mumbled.

I poked around not that there was much to actually look at. I walked into the closet which was actually pretty big. It was filled with the school administered wardrobe, sweaters, blazers, even silk fucking pajamas. In the back there was a dresser, I opened the top shelf which was filled with underwear and socks, how they knew my bras size I have no fucking clue. The second and third drawer was filled with plain and basic clothes, weekend and out of school clothes. 

I quickly change and put on the uniform. The navy blue, green, and white skirt went to a little above my knees. The collar of the white shirt poked out of the neck of my sweater. There was a lot of possible variations of the uniform, which meant that it wouldn't really have the desired effect of what a uniform was supposed to help me do, blend in. At this school I don't think they want you to blend in, though.

I look at my schedule first I have sparring, great I'm about to have several friends for the massive bruise on my stomach. I put the athletic uniform in my backpack and head to my first class, after quickly making my way the the main office and picking up my things. Everyone was still in class so there wasn't any hallway confrontation. I was standing outside of the classroom door when the bell rang. Kids streamed out of classrooms and poured into the halls. I watched them, how they interacted was so weird. After they left their classes certain kids stuck to their friends like magnets and the people who weren't friends acted like oil and water.

I walked into the class which looked more like a dojo, and made my way into the girls locker room. It was filled with girls, I was praying no one would notice me as I moved to the corner to change. I pulled on my gym clothes as fast as humanly possible and snuck out of the locker room. All the guys were already in the classroom, and they stared at me. I saw Jamar, one of my kidnappers smirk at me. I turned away from him and scuttled to the back of the class, there in the corner was Walker, another kidnapper, he looked up at me. He, unlike the other kids, didn't have a posse, which made him sort of approachable, despite the fact that he could probably kill me.

"Hey" I said as I walked awkwardly over to him. He didn't say anything he just pursed his lips.

"Uh funny seeing you here" I tried again, he paused for a long moment before looking to the front of the room.

"Stay out of the way and don't talk," He said before getting up and moving to the group of kids in the front of the room. I turn around and see the teacher enter the room. I try and mentally prepare to get my ass kicked. This should be fun!!

Alright a longer update for y'all!!! I've been getting ideas for the plot at the most random times, I have to immediately stop what I'm doing and write it down lol. Well I hope you like it AND REMEMBER TO VOTE 

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-K