One Way Forward

I was in trouble again at school. It wasn't because I hated the school I attended, yet I had trouble managing my impulses. My mom and I were driving to the school in which I had attended this year known as Angel Dragon High School. I wasn't going to school today, for today will be the worst day of my life. It all started over the summer when I was with a girl by the name of Tihara. She was everything to me during this time, not thinking about the bumps in the road that would lead to this endeavor. I was online working on my credit retrieval class and that is where things began to turn sour. I had got word that Tihara had cheated on me and I wanted to do anything to have her back until today. We were together for three long months thinking nothing would ever happen. That was where I was wrong. Today was the district hearing and it was the fate in which will be chosen for me. The school board will determine whether or not I am to stay at Angel Dragon High. I remember being harassed by Tihara's new boyfriend, Jocoby, online and I tried to see if the school could put a stop to it and they couldn't do much about it for they were minors. I had felt that maybe they favored minors over the adults and that it was all a form of attack against me. Then again, did I not realize that threats cause mass panic just like pulling a fire alarm. I did not pull a fire alarm but you get my point. My mom and I pull into the parking lot. I saw the banner outside the main office for the last time as it read: "Home Of The Dragons" I always enjoyed the sight of the banner, for, in a sense, I felt at home. Today was an entirely different story. We enter the main office as I saw the walls painted with dragons of red, green, and blue. The office smelled of fresh paint as it was just renovated over the summer. We were to wait on Mrs. Wolf to speak to us today. I sat next to my mother in the soft brown chairs inside the front office just outside the conference room. The comfort of the chairs did little to hide the pain I felt inside of me. I felt like the world was falling on top of me and that my life was at its end. None would ever understand the pain and depression in which I have been suffering for the past five years. I felt as if none will ever dare want to listen or would even care to. I was not mad at the administration of this school for I knew they had to do their job. My hatred and unforgiveness was set on Jocoby, Tihara, Bailey and anyone else who sided and associated with them in any means. I forgave them the first time, but this time is another story. Following Mrs. Wolf came Officer Huskie, the School Resource Officer, Mr. Ferral, my guidance counselor and my English teacher. I swallowed hard for I felt what the outcome may be. "This does not look good at all. I hope you know that," my mother said as I remained silent. I was in a mix of emotion almost feeling emotionally numb. It was too much to process at once much less to bear. I was called to the conference room for the hearing. My mother and I sat next to each other. During the meeting, I did my best to hold back the tears and It hurt so much from the inside, like I was being stabbed with many knives in my throat. I was questioned on the threats as I explained that I was not thinking and my emotions had exploded elsewhere. I had also explained that I played loads of violent video games and didn't think about how serious this was. I wish I had knew better than I did during this time. I didn't know what to say for I was mixed in a ball of stress, fear, hatred, and depression. I had felt that the world was falling apart before me. Mrs. Wolf left the room for a minute to check on the District's final decision. Mr. Feral had begun to go over my grades and transcript like he knew that the one thing I felt may come to pass. I felt that they did, in a sense, knew how I felt. Mrs. Wolf had re-entered the room with the final verdict as well as some extra papers in hand. The outcome I felt did come to pass. I was indeed expelled from Angel Dragon High.

Chapter 2: Preparing for a Second First Day

The next day, my mom and I drove over to what will be my new school. We had brought along the papers from my old school. I was still depressed, for I lost my friends thinking I was a failure. I had felt that I had let my family down for what was caused and I barely made it out alive for my options were this school or state prison. I knew I did not want to go to prison, so this "Prison School" was my final option. We pulled into the parking lot as I saw the small brick structure with a black and white sign outside that read: South Alternative Learning Center For Furries. I swallowed hard as I became dreadfully nervous. Not only was I now in a prison school, but I am the prisoner. We entered the front office and met with a nice and very helpful young lady by the name of Ms. Skye. She is a red and white coyote with emerald green eyes and wore a flower dress with black high heels. She spoke a very fluid accent of a descent in which I hadn't known. I am not very good at foreign languages. We followed her down a small hallway that lead to a large window as I saw a white plastic bench outside. There was a door next to this window and I tested it to see if it opened. It was locked. I had continued down the hallway as I followed my mom into the teachers' lounge as we sat and waited. Ms. Skye had fumbled through her pink folder as she removed the registration paperwork along with a few unfamiliar items. I saw a teacher walk in. He was another large coyote. This coyote was very well upholstered, yet very kind. "My name is Mr. Calloway." He introduced himself as he continued to make copies of papers. I stood nervously to shake his hand and sat back down. Ms. Skye removed the rest of the paperwork from her folder as she began to speak.

"This paper is our dress code and this is how your clothes should be worn. Your shirt needs to be tucked in and a belt is to be worn. You are not allowed to wear slides, sandals, or flip-flops. The only shoes that are allowed are closed toe or tennis shoes." Ms. Skye explained as she moved on to the next sheet. She and my mother began to talk about lunches and busses that got to this school.

"Aww man. I guess I'll have to get used waking up earlier." I snobingly said.

"That's one of our many perks Mr. Skymere," Ms. Skye retorted. I let out a slight rhetorical chuckle of embarrassment. My mom still looked at me cold and numbly. She remained angrily silent as she continued to fill out the paperwork. I could tell that my actions were not the best or brightest, especially since I am now sent here. I am still deeply shattered and in shock. I was still processing my current course of events. I look behind me and see the lounge door open and outside is a cork board that has papers and poster the read

P.R.A.I.S.E.

P- Prepared

R-Respect

A-Attentive

I-Individuality

S-Safety

E-Engaged

"Those Falcon, are our expectations," Ms. Skye explained. I read the poster through again as I heard other students voices in the hallway realizing that I was not alone. One of which had cursed in the hallway and Ms. Skye had to excuse herself to fuss at the student who cursed in the hallway. I let out a slight snobby chuckle as my mother gave me an angry glare and that was when I had remembered that I am to attend this school with those kids first thing in the morning.