LFAT2.0:Wheel on the bus

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Chapter 1

LFAT: Wheels on the bus/

Devin

"Load em up" the bus driver yelled. The first filed line of boys got on the bus, next was the line I was in.

I got on the bus and went straight for the back where I know no one would sit or bother me. When I reached the back of the bus there was a short dominican boy sitting there looking out the window. I sat down and looked out the window ass well avoiding eye contact with anyone, I didn't wanna be talked to or approached.

"Hey, names sergae" the little but deep voice spoke. Sup, I continued looking out of the window—"how'd you get in here holmes" nigga do I look like Sherlock to you, stop talking to me bro you working my nerves already. —Ooou I swear I should fuck my mom up because why would she let them send me here and she agreed with them,NEVER I SWEAR—
"I'm sorry about that, you just never gave me your name" my name for what I'm not gonna be here that long I'm getting the fuck outta here. He started to laugh, I'm trynna figure out what's funny? "Because you think your getting out of here, I heard people can't even attempt to escape this place" Well I am "good luck with that" he continued to laugh I turned around to look back out the window but we still hadn't arrived.

I closed my eyes for the rest of the ride.

O'Brien School of Discipline

"DING,DING,DING"

The bells rang waking me up, we had finally made it to this dumb ass school. I turned around to get up out my seat and I noticed a couple of the boys on the bus yawning to,they must have fell asleep on the ride here to.

We were all escorted off the bus and into the large school building. I observed the area and I spotted a couple of boys walking around freely as if they weren't in this hell hole of a fucking school. The boys had name tags on, so far I spotted a Travis,Hayden, and a Arin— that's a weird way to spell Arin,

  "I SMELL SARDINES, FRESH ONES" the yelling was so irking and the voice was to as well, it got closer and closer to us I turned around and seen a ginger with piercing green eyes and a set of nice full lips and the body was banging but he wasn't my type, I read the name tag(Xavier)and looked back up as he continued to yell at the top of his lungs.

—Could you shut the fuck up, you yelling for no damn apparent reason boy calm yo ass down this ain't ya momma house, "oooou" I heard the boys behind me "damn he told you shut yo ass up" "you just gon let him talk to you like that Xa?" He began to speak "Pussy As—" I dare ya saltine ass to say it I'll pop you in a heartbeat "Shut up" yea okay then now move the fuck along, I flagged him off to keep moving away from me.

The lady behind the desk gave each boy a name tag and a paper.—I wonder what was on the paper?

It was finally my turn to get my name tag and the paper, I approached the window— hello how are you Ms...... I read her name tag— Ms.Carpenter "hello how are you, May I have your name" Devin Lindemann "And Age" 17 "Date of birth" 2/6/02 "thank you" —she handed me my name tag which had my name largely plastered across and my last name tiny as fuck.

Scanning the paper it was a list of teacher's names on it.

Classes

* Mr.Jay - health and PE
* Mrs.hampton - Geo/Alg
* Ms. Lucy - Art
* Mr.Kahlil - History/language arts

Lunch

* Ms.Tully

Omg I fucking hate math, I rolled my eyes and kept walking, I noticed the boys had went into the auditorium where a Tall Muscular black attractive man with the perfect smile on him sat behind a little desk on the stage handing each boy a Room number.

So what the hell is this —I questioned walking up to the man, his name tag read Mr.Kahlil
"Ima need you to watch ya mouth son" why I'm getting the hell outta here anyway "yeah right" he handed me my room number and I left out of the auditorium to go find my room.

Looking at the paper my room was on Floor E, Room E57 how the fuck was I supposed to get to floor E I don't even know nothing bout this dumb ass school, I continued to look at the paper and walked.

"Oow" sorry I apologize — I had bumped into a dread headed kid "it's okay" cool, my eyes reconnected back to the paper "you need help with that" um no I'm just looking for floor E "what room number did you get" E57 "ah ok Henry's old room" oh my goodness any nigga named Henry is nasty I hope this room ain't "oh that room is a beauty I swear" it better be.

"Don't doubt me I promise you" I don't make promises with people I just met but I'll do it just once "names Hayden by the way" my names— "Devin,Devin Lindemann" yes that's it, we continued to walk down the hall until we approached my room.-thanks for the help "no problem I'm right down the hall if you need help" definitely, he began walking back down the hall "E42" I heard a shout.

I read the keypad numbers on the paper, typed them into the doorknob. I hope this shit ain't no dump I will go the fuck up in that office. I twisted the knob and stepped in. Wow, jaw dropped this shit was amazing nice decor and my own bathroom. But I'm still getting out of this bitch on me.

I laid down for a quick second before I noticed a paper was slipped under my door. I got up and grabbed it off the floor.

Devin Lindemann: Dishwasher
8-8:30 am
1-1:30 pm
9-9:30pm

Dish duty ugh, first I get sent away to this nut ass place then I get a bomb ass room just to get put on DISHES. I'm not cleaning up after no grown ass men I swear.

Ding Ding Ding

The bell had rang lightly this time "mess hall!"
The speakers announced, I got washed and stuff before heading down to mess hall. The night sky had shown up through the window in the cafeteria.

"Today's dinner, Lasagna,garlic bread,grape juice and ice cream for dessert" I stood in line behind the familiar face before he turned around "wassup boy" sergae — I nodded "so how you liking this shit hole so far" it whatever but why am I still talking to you "because I can get you to do that" whatever. I scoffed and walked off heading over to a empty table.

Dinner went by fast and yet my first day here I had to wash the fucking dishes.

I walked to the back of the kitchen and started to wash the dishes "hey you need any help" an unfamiliar voice rang my ears.— nah I'm good "but what if I wanted to" that's on you then "Jason" I didn't ask, I continued cleaning as Jason stood there and watched my every move.

Once I finished I exited the mess hall and Jason still followed behind me. Finally I had made it back to my room, "so you gonna continue to ignore me" clearly the hell I am now could you get on "not until I get your name" I'm not bout to do this,I punched the numbers in fast and opened my door and stepped in. Before closing my door a foot came in between the gap,

"Let me get ya name shawty" could you leave or I will call somebody to come get your ass "not until you give me your name" I closed the door then knocks came.

It's Devin now could you leave me alone I screamed so he could leave my door.

Ahhhhh goodnight.

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