Scotty

My alarm woke me up and I groaned as practically rolled off the blow up mattress I slept on. Getting up I groggily walked over to the bathroom, turned on the shower that never seemed to have hot water, and got in.

As I washed I thought about today. So many things could happen on my first day but I was determined to not get dragged back to the organization.

After my shower I threw on a black shirt, some dark jeans, and some black converse. 'I just need to avoid touch and I'll be alright' I thought as I put on my black hoodie.

I looked at myself through the cracked mirror outside my room and messed a bit with my hair before shrugging my backpack on and starting off to school.

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I arrived and headed straight for the office. The school was more crowded then I thought it would be. "Hello what can I help you with?" The lady behind the desk asked with a bright smile. Her name tag read "Mrs. Caleb" and her brown hair had streaks of grey in it but her brown eyes where kind. I liked her instantly.

"Hi I'm the new student. Scotty Welch." I used a fake last name to prevent the organization from tracking me further. "Alright Mr. Welch, welcome to Caman Academy. I'll call down someone to show you around the school. Here's your schedule." Mrs. Caleb said as she handed me a piece of paper fresh from the printer. She then, after a bit of typing on her computer, lifted a phone and spoke. "Mr. Work to the front office. Mr. Work to the front office." Said said and I could hear it echoing over the PA system.

After a few minutes a tall, dark skinned guy came into the office. "What up Mrs. C?" He asked as he sauntered over to the desk. He had short black hair, a slight beard, and wore basketball shorts with a tank top that showed off his musclier arms and legs. "I was hoping you could show our new student around school. Mr. Welch this is Mr. Work." The old lady said.

"What up dude? My names Marcel." He said and reached to give me a bro hug. I tried to avoid it but it was pretty much impossible. His skin touched mine and I began to panic slightly. "Uhh is there a bathroom around here?" I asked quickly as my eyes darted around. "Yes just that way." Mrs. Caleb pointed down a hall and I practically ran. I burst into the bathroom, and locked myself in a stall just in time. Flash of light and I was in a vision.

Marcel was looking at me across what I assumed was a gym. It was silent and there was a group of cheerleaders and what looked like a basketball team. They all stood still, watching me, then they began to cheer and rushed towards me.

I came back to the present and heard Marcel asking me questions. "Hey dude you in here?" "Yeah." I responded weakly. "You alright?" I heard him stop outside my stall. "Yeah just first day nerves I guess." I made up the excuse. I shook my head and tried to stand up straight. Then with as much dignity as I could muster I stepped outside the stall.

Marcel was leaning against the counter. He looked me up and down and then have me a bright smile. "Alright let's start over. My name is Marcel." I smiled back, "my names Scotty but you can call me Scot." "Alright Scot, let's go take a trip around the school."

I followed Marcel as we left the bathroom, gave the most convincing smile I could to Mrs. Caleb, and walked into the swarm of people. Into a living nightmare.