Moderation Time

Introduction

I'm going to tell a story, and it's one I'll tell about my rehabilitation.

Which took place after my expulsion at Eastbrook.

I didn't get a chance to tell my side, despite being a bad liar.

But you're going to see it as I go. And understand why I snapped earlier, and what you can do to prevent it in the future. I don't want this to happen again ever. I promised Fiore that.

Now to my story,

I had the chance to get rehabilitated at Eastbrook due to a new program.

I knew Prefects would be in range of me like most of the day, which I didn't mind and if not them a teacher would be.

The program was to work with students on the newer system of expulsion since we're supers and it's the only school for super teens in the country if not the only school for supers.

I learned that some are aggressive and some are good. Some are good gone bad or lost it.

Honestly, I don't blame them. Now I think about it.

It's crazy how much I changed thanks to Fiore or Matt's influence on me. But that's because he stuck around and tolerated me. And I'm glad he did even though I'm aware he's not happy at his job. Honestly, I don't blame him at all.

However, I was glad to go through this as The Dean agreed with my mom and with the witness protection program on this. But it was to change my behavior on what I did.

As I wasn't doing well in the institution, and I didn't just head there after my expulsion.

It was after I was standing on the edge of the bridge after taking my shoes off. And an old friend outside of Eastbrook found me and said.

'Hey, don't do it please'.

He pulled me back and told my mom what happened. Honestly, I thought she'd think I'm dramatic. But No, she wanted me to get help.

She thought I calmed down but honestly, I went stir crazy in there. And there was people worse than me in there. What was I supposed to do?

So I'm in this program, and I was told to bring as little as possible for the dorm as I might not be rehabilitated.

I still had to bring stuff and my dorm would have no name on it. And I'm not allowed to have roommates, like at all.

And if out of my dorm a Prefect or a Teacher have to be in range of me.

I had no qualms on this, but I was nervous to get back over, after a massive incident I had with bullying. And nobody knew I was being bullied, like again.

Now, it's time to go back and I was freaking out so I ate a brownie which contained my meds in it at that time.

I was a legal m*******a user after all.

I had to take it, and I doubt most knew I was a legal user.

Not to mention I was shaking like a leaf for a moment, and I had no choice but to eat.

I was on the ride there, and The Driver took me to the edge of the barrier.

Then The Driver escorted me to The Dean's office while everyone seemed to be in class or in their dorms.

The Dean warned me about this as he didn't trust me, and told me I better abide by The Prefects and The Teachers.

Out of fear, I nodded but I knew what this meant.

He spoke to The Driver, and I heard it in front of me.

During these next 2 to 3 months. The Teachers and Prefects will try to rehabilitate me, as this will help them with their future system.

They picked me, as there weren't many people they wanted to try. But all of them will earn something while in this if it's a success, The Dean said.

I could hear it thanks to my power, but it was in front of me. So my powers weren't needed. And I just waited there for a while.

Tapping my feet, kicking my feet, and waiting for them.

It felt like hours really, but I waited and waited.

Then they finished and I was escorted to where my dorm will be at here. It was an empty one at this point and it was blank as it wasn't probably gonna be mine.

But I brought enough stuff to fill some of it and it was two suitcases worth of stuff.

Yeah, I can fit a lot into a suitcase. One hardcover one and one duffle bag one with wheels. Both had wheels actually.

I was unpacking, nervous about the day. I unpacked my clothes, makeup, art stuff and then my diary.

Yeah, this diary talks about my struggles here.

My crush and everything from Justin T. to now.

It is the only piece of evidence of my struggles, of everything I thought of, and my crush at Eastbrook.

I used a picture of my crush as a bookmark. A picture of when I saw his eyes. His really nice dark green eyes, which are not bad and I can say are actually beautiful.

What am I kidding?

This guy helped expel me. But, I could care less on that at this moment. I liked him, as I lied about my fake crush who was rich and would seem like an i********: star or male model.

My real crush is nothing like that, but I thought of him as a guy who's carried a lot on his shoulders.

Struggling to keep it up but was serious as a heart attack.

It's what went through my head, as I'll be here till the next morning.

I was thinking about my crush Matthew Fiore or Matt Fiore.

I know he did his job and expelled me, I know he hates or dislikes me, but I realized I still liked him despite my struggles. And now I'm gonna see him again as he tries to help rehabilitate me.

I never loathed Matt, or actually feared him.

I respected him a lot and still do. And, I think of him as strong and smart.

In fact, one of the toughest and smartest I know of in school.

Gosh, I'm going crazy over this crush of mine, but he's kinda cute, not gonna lie.

I mean he isn't so bad when he goes soft, and I liked it when he did.

Man, if only I had things go differently and if only Pip didn't ruin it. I mean she was bad of a bully as Justin T.

But now, she can do nothing with a Prefect or Teacher in range of me. And I know Matt doesn't like her as much either.

Now I think about it, because I got expelled for stabbing her trying to defend myself in the pit. I'm basically the bad guy here even though Pip started it all by calling me a creep.

I did nothing wrong, and I even said I was harmless.

But that doesn't matter. I can't return the past, and Matt told me crying will solve nothing, or any of my problems.

Honestly, I want to make it up to him and have him rehabilitate me. I want to help him do so, because I want to make his job easier.

Honestly, he may have expelled me and probably hates me. But, he deserves better than what he has on his shoulders, if he has that much on them.

But tomorrow, I have to do my best to resolve all this, and in the next 2 to 3 months.