Saint Whitley's Academy

*This came from a dream so it's a little scattered right now. Please bare with me <3
Jael has lived her life with a handful of things that were precious to her, one of them being her mother. But when Charles Benson comes into their lives, things change. He's rich and powerful and after a short time, marries Jael's mother, Andrea. When the idea of sending Jael to boarding school is brought to the table, Andrea cannot do anything but accept fearing that she and Jael will be back on the street.

The boarding school is just like any other, huge and terrifying. Will Jael be accepted? Or will the eat her alive? She doesn't know. All that she's been told is that Halloween is the biggest holiday because it's the only one that the whole school celebrates together. Her new roommate, Angela tells her how the school goes on complete lockdown - it's like a giant horror house with holograms of ghosts and other disturbing sights. But what if they aren't all holograms? What if some of them...are real?


6. Secret Friends


I got an early start in the next morning, mainly because I couldn’t shut my eyes while the moon was still out. As tired as I was, my mind refused to rest as I replayed my first day at St. Whitley’s in my head. I figured taking a walk before classes would give me some kind of clarity and if not, it would help tire me out for bed that night.


The voice I hadn’t known the day before was now all too recognizable. It was Nate. I bit my bottom lip and continued walked, picking up my pace a little, and pretending that I didn’t hear him calling my name behind me.

But he didn’t give up.

I caught a whiff of his cologne when he caught up with me. “Hey,” he said semi out of breath. “I was calling your name?”

I tried looking surprised. “You did? I didn’t hear you.”

His eyes focused in on mine. “Yes, you did. Why are you lying to me?” And then as if I spelled the whole thing out for him, he took a step back. “Someone told you?”

“Told me what,” I asked attempting to sound clueless, but Nate could see right through me.

“It’s funny because when we were talking last night, I honestly thought you had a mind of your own. I didn’t think you were a sheep like all the others.”

I opened my mouth to say something but I had nothing. “Nate….”

He shook his head. “Don’t worry about it.” He walked backwards away from me, his sweatpants falling under the sole of his shoe. “You’ll fit in great around here.”

I called his name behind him, but it was useless. I wanted to tell him that I wasn’t like everyone else and that I wasn’t trying to fit in. That no matter what I did or how I acted, I would never really fit in because if they knew the true me, they would cast me out of their so-called group. Not that I cared because who needed friends like that in their lives?

 My luck took a turn for the…. Well, I don’t know if it was good or bad but when I got into chemistry, the only open seat was next to Nate. Paul and Nicole signaled for me to go find a different lab partner but every seat was taken. I couldn’t exactly choose anyone else. I felt their eyes burning a hole into me as I sat down next to Nate. Nate, on the other hand, was cold enough to keep the heat from igniting.

“Can we talk,” I said quietly and without moving too much so I didn’t attract Paul and Nicole anymore than I already had.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Nate said just as still.

“Yes there is,” I argued. “Listen, I don’t believe it. I’m just not looking for a boyfriend.”

Nate snorted. “Don’t flatter yourself,” he said. His words stung me. “I don’t want a girlfriend.”

“I mean, they call you the B.L.B. That doesn’t mean we can’t be friends, right? I’m safe as long as I’m your friend?”

He looked at me and laughed. “They still say that?”

I nodded my head. “I’m sorry I ignored you on my walk today.”

Shrugging, he said, “I guess I would too if people told me you killed your ex-boyfriends.”

I scrunched my nose. “Yeah…. You are a tad bit terrifying.”

“We should probably hang out in private though. So no one gives you shit.”

My stomach turned at the thought of hanging out with him alone. Not the bad stomach turning feeling but that excitement mixed in with nervousness before a big date – even though it wouldn’t be a date because I didn’t want a boyfriend and he didn’t want a girlfriend.

“Yeah, I don’t really care if they do,” I told him. “Secrets cause more trouble.”

Smiling, Nate opened his chemistry book. “That’s why they’re so fun.”

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