If I had known I was gonna be there when it started I think I would redone it all from the start. But I hadn't known. How could I have? It all happened way too fast. I never thought  that other humans would try to eat me but who ever really did? But then again, I think I need start from the beginning when I first entered the school, right when it started, in that rusty cafeteria.

On a sidewalk was where I stood, in front of me were two large gate doors made of dark,rusting steel. Unfortunately ,the gates were now opening to reveal a prison made of thick brick walls. Several students, or should I say inmates walked across the lawn in front of the building that had the words Black Creek Academy for Disordered Children written at the top.

So this was my new home I guess. I'm here at this dump for an academy because my mom and my step dad don't want to have to deal with me anymore.(Not to mention the fact that only two other academies would accept me because I'm just too "violent"). I myself don't want to have to deal with my parents either who are in the car that just drove off leaving me at this dump. You see my mom used to be a respectable woman but then she started to need money and became a gold digger. She then married this old creepy guy who's rich and now a day she just keeps herself pretty with plastic surgery, all kinds of makeup, and expensive clothes. To bad it's a waste of money.

I'm not really that bad of a kid, I mean not as bad as others. I don't do drugs and crap like that or I would be in Juvie not an academy. There's a specific reason I don't do drugs too, I saw what it did to all those famous actors and I'd rather not ruin whatever parts of my brain I actually have. Anyway enough about that boring stuff let's go to the present.

A middle aged man with greying hair and a sharp jawline walked up towards the gates and had a very intimidating posture since he had to be like 6'4 and wore a black business suit. " Ah Mr. York, I am Mr. Langstorome. Welcome to Black Creek Academy, I am the principle of this fine establishment" Mr. Langstrome said with pride in his deep voice. Fine establishment? This place looked older than dirt and might be held up with glue and tape. But I didn't say that out loud, I wasn't gonna piss this guy of just yet, that happens tomorrow or at least pretty soon. " Uh nice to meet you I guess" I said keeping a straight face and a bored look which was not hard to do. "Follow me to your dorms and we will discuss rules along the way " Mr. Langstrome said and gestured for me to follow as he began to walk. Oh yea! Rules to not listen to and break how wonderful.

" Now Mr. York, I run this academy sternly and acutely, follow the rules and we will be best of friends " Mr. Langstrome said as if he rehearsed the line a hundred times which he probably has. " I have looked at your file and noticed you have a pretty ugly record" Mr. Lamgstrome said then continued " You disrespected staff, have been violent towards other students, vandalized school and home properties, and spray painted a teacher's office green. Those action will not be tolerated here I will have you know ". I just nodded and acted like I was listening then pretty much zoned out the rest of our conversation. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a dork kid with glasses who wore a red shirt and brown khaki shorts getting hassled by some bigger kid with red hair and another with black hair. Then a big guy who could have been like a former wrestler came into the middle and started reprimanding the two bigger kids. The little nerd ran off and the two big guys seem to ignore the ex-wrestler who I suppose is one of the prefects of the school. You know a prison guard for this wasteland basically. I guess the redhead and brunette guy both got detentions, but if they were anything like me they would forget about the detention in the next ten minutes. What? You think people here actually show up for detentions? Uh no and never.

Anyway, Mr. Langstrome stopped in front a smaller brick building that I noticed had a cracked window that was covered from the inside with cardboard. As well as several graffiti signs around the outer walls. " Alright boy this is where you will be staying, in room 8 I believe, pick up your schedule tomorrow at the office. And remember Mr. York, follow the rules and we should be good friends" he said than turned and left. I really wanted to punch this guy into reality, did he really think anybody( other than the nerds ) would actually listen to him. Not in a hundred years, this guy pompous principle thinks he can tame me. I'll show that idiot

I walked into the dorm whose door was on its last hinges. The smell of fermenting Clorox and sweat immediately hit me in a nauseating wave. Ugh disgusting is the only word to describe the smell. Oh well, it shouldn't be hard to get used to, I mean I dealt with all my mom's perfume. This should be a walk in the park. The carpet was a green, or at least used to be green color which now looked more brown. There was a middle center of the dorm that looked like a wreck room with a pool table whose sticks were all broken, the maroon couch had holes in it , and a TV that was staticy and not really working. Home sweet home I thought to myself.

Some kids had started to give me curious glances but none had the courage to actually say something. I mean what can I saw I am kind of intimidating being 6 foot 1( still growing too)and weighing 230.

Anyway, a few of the Jocks, one being the same red head from earlier were sitting in that poor excuse for a wreck room but I paid no mind to those big guys, instead I just walked down the hallway and noticed the grey wallpaper was peeling off. I soon enough had found my room that was relatively simple with a closet, a bed, and a desk by the window.

You know those guys guys back, the big jocks, they were really just sizing me up, trying to figure out if I was weak or not, but I didn't give away much. I'm used to big idiots like them anyway, since there are a lot of idiots in the world. I won't be surprised if most of the population at this school are idiots.

I sighed then sat on the bed in the room that had a blue comforter on top that had a checkered pattern knitted onto it. Suddenly this kid walked into my room, he was maybe 15 or 16 and had blonde, closely cropped hair and pale green eyes. " Hey so you're the new kid huh? Lot of people been talking about you" he said smiling all friendly like. I wasn't sure what clique this guy fit into, he didn't look a dork, he wasn't all high and mighty like a preppy rich kid, and he defiantly was not big nor intimidating enough to be a jock. " Uh what do you want?" I asked in my normal kind of rustic voice. I know how I responded sounded rude but this blond kid seemed unfazed. " Don't really want anything just wanted to meet you. My name is Lance Ransford " he told me and I nodded, seriously not seeming to care but then I began to wonder something. What had this kid done to end up at this waste land? He seemed to nice to have done anything major but you never know with the kids around here. Before I could finish my thoughts however, two other guys walked into my room, both wearing these grey t-shirts. One of them was bigger than the other and had brown hair that was in military style and relatively big ears. The other was a few inches shorter and looked younger with a similar hair style. They could have been brothers. I also watched as Lance seemed to have began to shrink back as if he was scared by the two guys.

" Ok what do you guys want? I don't have money or anything to give so do me a favor and leave my room and go find some other weak and defenseless kid to go disembowel ?" I said standing up from my bed, I normally don't like people when I meet them and this is no exception. " Friendly aren't you?" The smaller guy wearing grey said sarcastically. These guys were annoying the bejesus out of me already (and I haven't been here for more than an hour).I know it may seem like I have short temper, which is true, but normally people take the hint and leave me alone. I didn't answer the smaller guy, instead I just glared." I see you've met the girliest dork on campus " the same smaller guy said referring to Lance who looked ready to disappear into thin air. " You know I don't know y'all's problem is but if you don't get out my dorm there's gonna be a problem " I said taking a step closer to the two guys. " What you gonna do? Fight us? " The bigger one with the overly large ears said finally speaking up and sneered.

" Stay and you'll find out " I said my patience was wearing unbelievably thin, I was literally an inch away from breaking this big dude's nose if he doesn't back off, it's really not that hard actually. " Ok fine tough guy, we'll leave man, chill" the smaller guy said and backed off but the bigger guy still stood up straight and gave me death stare which I gladly returned. Almost nobody could make me cower and feel like I should cease to exist. " Fine let's go " The big guy said whose name I still didn't know. The two guys finally left to my relief but then I remembered Lance was in the room and I turned to him. He hadn't annoyed me really so I didn't force him to leave.

" Do you have a death wish or something? " Lance blurted out and was staring at me with wide eyes. I just rose my left eyebrow " How do you figure?" I asked. "Those were the White brothers, the smaller one was Jeffery and the bigger guy was Ben. They are both part of that Jock squad and the Jocks pretty much run the school. " Lance declared looking up at me like I was some kind of psychotic idiot since I had threatened them. I had honestly figured as much they they were a part of the jock clique, they were both pretty buff and Ben was obviously on steroids because your triceps and biceps aren't naturally the size of two bowling balls. It made sense they were brothers, they both looked quite alike with the same eye color and elephant ears. "Jeffrey is more of the brain of the situation while Ben is more the muscle" Lance explained " I wouldn't have provoked them like that if I were you" he finished.

" What are they gonna do huh? Beat me up? Ruin my life? Believe me those two guys only came here to look and act intimidating like they were the kings" I said and plopped back down on my bed. Lance still looked surprised by me, he likely might think I would have gotten right with those guys and joined their brotherly band of idiots whose average IQ was no better than a dirty gym sock.

" Well uh nice to meet you" Lance said and scampered out the door like a little mouse. At least he left before he could annoy me which believe me is not hard to do. But there is something still puzzling me a put that Lance kid, what could he have possibly have done to get sent to this dump?