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**FriskyMonth** · April 12th, 2020, 08:01 PM

"Honestly..these people can die for all I care."

Violet was sitting inside of the bus, wondering what was gonna happen to her now. She didn't enjoy going through here in this train and she definitely didn't like the people in it. She wondered if she can trick them..hurt them..like she's been doing..how was this happening you question?

It all started in elementary school..5th grade..and honestly not that happy with the grades she received. Actually, she was pretty livid...and nobody likes it when she was angry, which was why she was always alone. She bribed the teacher to give her some for good grades in the next exam..and if she didn't.

"I'll show everybody your deepest..darkest..secrets. Do you want that? Huh?" Young Violet raised an eyebrow at her shocked and intimidated old teacher. This was obviously a lie..that worked. She got her good grades despite getting the questions wrong.

Then during middle school..things started turning way worse then what she wanted. She actually started looking through the windows of other people's houses and secretly spying on them, seeing their personal business and threatening to expose it if she didn't get what she wanted.

Violet was having it made. Not only the grades and teachers, she hurt people outside the school. Kids, adults. She was almost starting to question her own sanity at times..but ignored the minor regret in her chest and started hurting even more people..and then one day..She went to far.

She started breaking and entering into other's houses, and was eventually caught by a person in the house. After getting taken away for breaking and entering, she would receive 10 years in prison..but instead..one police had an idea. Would she get free? Would she go? No..let's send her to BRC instead.

She didn't know what BRC was and honestly considering she had a pretty bad attitude and mood, she wasn't willing to learn what it was. She was sitting in the train now, thinking things through. What would've happened if she's didn't accept her habit to hurt others around her.

The train stopped and kids started getting off when the doors opened. Violet was last off, since she was trying to push through kids and hurt them to leave. She eventually gotten off. The kids she was trying to hurt backed away from her before looking around..and going to adult strangers?

Violet was creeped out by all of this and was gonna ask the train to take her back. She sighed..nevermind. What we there point? She had to be here. This was her destiny..or whatever fantasy you wanna call it. She couldn't be out there. No matter what.

**shadowsong2b** · April 14th, 2020, 06:05 AM

BRC wasn't a typical school. It wasn't a typical almost anything. but it worked, started to deal with a massive rise in Juvenal crime, it combined both loving care, with top notch teaching and discipline.

The School carefully matched each student to a "mentor" who acted like a parent. Most Mentors had something in common with there charges, and that helped build trust and understanding.

Which was why Ian Fisher, a young man of 26, sat waiting for the train. he was a well built man. a veteran of the US Navy, with firm mussels and callused hands. with tan skin and brown hair close cropped and well kept, he was wearing jeans and a polo shirt, topped with a hat which read US Navy and the Carrier number for the Aberham Lincoln.

As the train pulled in he stood up, tossing his paper coffee cup in the recycling.

**FriskyMonth** · April 15th, 2020, 12:08 AM

Violet looked around, getting irritated by the second. Where was everybody? We're they hiding from her? Honestly she didn't blame them but for now she was getting irritated because she didn't know what do to now. "Fuck." She muttered under her breath.

She looked around and noticed some kids going to some adults rather quickly..maybe if she goes up to someone she could get answers..hell no. She was once again gonna ask the train to..wait..the train left long ago. She growled in irritation.

"What the hell even is this place?" There was no way she was just walking up to a random stranger..any thing could happen to her. She just sat on the available bench that was provided there, not even looking anybody in the eye.

**shadowsong2b** · April 15th, 2020, 01:03 AM

Ian walked over, "hi. Are you Violet?" he asked.

**FriskyMonth** · April 15th, 2020, 01:09 AM

"Yeah. What do you fucking want?" Violet stated, looking up at the male. She wasn't very nice to strangers and wasn't planning on doing so.

**shadowsong2b** · April 15th, 2020, 01:12 AM

"Well I'm Ian. I'm your Mentor." Ian said. ignoring her quip.

**FriskyMonth** · April 15th, 2020, 01:14 AM

'Finally..about fucking time someone showed up' Violet thought before raising an eyebrow and scoffing. "Really? Fucking prove it. I need proof."

**shadowsong2b** · April 15th, 2020, 01:20 AM

Ian produced an ID card. which had his name. picture, and his status at the school.

it read

"Ian J. Fisher"
"teacher/Mentor. ID Number: 0334-22323-80891A"
"Mentee: Violet. (her last name?)"
"Appartment: 505."

**FriskyMonth** · April 15th, 2020, 01:24 AM

Violet sighed. "Fuck." She stood up. "Whatever. I guess wherever you go I follow. I'm not fucking staying here." She muttered, putting her hands in her pockets.

**shadowsong2b** · April 15th, 2020, 03:26 AM

"think you have enough attitude?" Ian asked. he wasn't surprised. it happened a lot in the opening weeks. but those habits could be broken.