The Self-Harmed

~Lock down~

It was lunch and I kept dozing off.

"Yo," Alex slapped his tray down.

"What?" I looked around.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm tired." I pushed my tray away.

He smiled at me, and pushed my tray back.

"Right." I grabbed my bread stick and Took a bite, "Wait. Why are you sitting with me?"

"Because you want to know what happened to Ryder and Clara." He looked at me.

"And you have the answer?"

"I believe I do."

"Will the entire school please head to the bleachers in the field to have a school meeting."

"What's that for?" I asked.

"Come on." Alex grabbed Our bags and I stood up.

He handed over my bag and we walked out to the field.

"Hey." Owen walked over to us.

"Hi."

"Wait!" Ayelie ran over to us.

"Over here!" Caden waved us over.

He dropped his legs as we came over and we all sat down.

Mr. Pepper took the lead. "The parents of two of the students that went here think that this school is unfit for a recovery home."

I looked at Alex.

"So they took their kids out of the school."

"Alex?"

"Bingo." He muttered.

"Taking out kids from here sent a buzz and We are unfit for a recovery home." Mr. Pepper said.

"What does that mean for us!" A kid yelled.

"Yeah." I said, tossing up my hands with the other kids.

"It means that your parents have been called. You are to pack all of your belongings and go home. The school we are closed down for a week. Possibly more. We are detailing the school so it is safe for you. No more mirrors in rooms, More nurses every were, And in the lunch hall we will have a different area for the kids with an eating disorder, you will all eat a normal size of food, even if it takes all day. Everyone will have a bracelet depending on why you are here, so don't try to skip out.

Eating disorder students will have a pink one that they will have to get scanned at the door. If you're name doesn't pop up in one of the many computers we will soon have set up, we will hunt you down, and drag you to the food hall. Suicide students will have blue and Students who cut for a form of self-harm with have red. Some of you will have more than one bracelet and under no circumstances will bulling be aloud. This is a place to get better. Not get worse. It's what us staff like to call a formal lock down.

All your Issue bracelets will be on your right hand, everyone will have a black bracelet on their left to track your classes. Therapy and weight calls will all still be the same. We are getting stricter, and you shall obey. There will be nurses in every bathroom, and checks will be through the night. Every Sunday you will all be drawn into the food hall so the staff can check your room. This rule is moving up from just the suicide wing to all wings. If you have multiple issues we will look over your cases, and put you in the wing which will help you with your most pressing matter.

Some of you will stay in the same room, and others won't. You're dismissed. Pack everything!" He called as we all got up. "Whatever you don't will be tossed. We'll call you when the time to come back is here. Your parents have gotten strict instructions not to put you in a normal high school, Kick scream, I don't care, do not let them take you to a normal school. When you come back you'll just have to stay longer."

"Shit, Mr. Pepper means business." Caden muttered as we all walked in our hall.

"I like it. He won't get stepped all over." Ayelie said. "He's a cool teacher but He's a push over."

"Charlie?" Owen asked.

"Huh?" I looked at him.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"You look Pale." Caden added.

"Uh, Ryder and Clara are the kids that sent the school into lock down."

"How do you know?" Ayelie asked.

"I just do okay?" I asked, shutting my bedroom door.

I packed up and waited in the hall. Someone tapped my shoulder and I jumped.

"you okay?" Jackson asked.

"Yeah." I stood up and gave him a hug.

"Where's your Brother?"

"I Don't know." I looked down the packed hall. "I'm getting worried."

"I'll wait here, why don't you go see if you can find him?"

"Okay." I gave him one last hug, and headed down the hall.

"Crippled coming through." Caden tried to push past a group.

I grabbed his good arm and yanked him. His bags knocked a couple of people out of the way and he flew at me. We took a few steps back. Caden dropped some of his bags trying to grab me.

"Are you okay?" He questioned.

I nodded, "Jackson's here."

"Where's Mom?"

"I don't know."

We picked up his bags and we left the school.