Moderation Time

Day 1 - Part 1

It was the first thing in the morning, and I was asleep on my bed. With my phone on top of my diary, I placed on the chair next to the bed, next to me.

It was ringing with a number I didn't know of and hadn't gotten. I answered it even though I was freaking out and wondering who it can be.

'Hello?' I answered, both half asleep and as polite as I'm trying to be while half asleep.

I heard a familiar voice over the phone, that familiar soft-sounding masculine voice that made my face go hot or even red at this point. I knew who it was when he said his name directly to me.

'This is Matthew Fiore' The voice said to me, with my heartbeat skipping and beating like crazy in my chest.

They must've given the Prefects my number, which isn't surprising. But that's not why I was nervous at this time.

No, it's because this is my crush talking to me and he's a prefect.

I stuttered a bit and I was shaking a little as I didn't take my meds.

It's what I get for not taking my meds, so that means more to all this.

Dangit, why did Matt Fiore the Executive Prefect have to make me blush or shake with a bunch of heavy butterflies?! GAH!

'Um... Morning Matt' I answered nervous, anxious thanks to all sorts of reasons in my chest and in my head.

Ugh! How am I supposed to talk to my crush when he doesn't like me in general, is a prefect, and I have these issues? Guh!

'Good Morning Sara' He said to me, in his monotoned soft-sounding voice as I tried to keep it cool with all my butterflies. 'I'd like you to meet me by the fountain before we head to class. You'll be in the same class as me, and the other prefects during your rehabilitation.'

I knew what this meant. Meet him by the fountain before 9am, because 1st period is at that time. And, if I looked at the clock or remembered correctly. I think he called me at 6 or 7 in the morning.

I then remember saying to him.

'Uhhh Yeah, I'll be there. Whatever you say.' I said to him, anxious and awkward as I was trying to talk to the guy and the prefect I like.

'Good' He said, monotoned and straightforward. Honestly, I knew he wasn't happy with me with what I said. Yeah, most likely because I did kinda disobey him before all this and I didn't realize it.

He then hung up after that, and I was rubbing my eyes as I was half asleep and with no meds in my system from how I felt like. I was like a zombie at this time, for what it felt like.

I turned on the coffee maker and then took a shower. Both to wake me up and wash myself. The smell of roses, and cinnamon filled the shower as I cleaned myself.

I was nervous about today, my crush, my classes, and what if I run into that little brat Pip.

I was nervous but I was meeting my favorite Prefect and crush by the fountain. Part of me wanted to be pretty in my yellow dress, and the other bit was to imitate him. But, I knew why I wore that yellow dress. Yellow is the color of hope.

After my shower I looked at myself in the mirror.

My long curly dark brown hair with full bangs now being dried after my shower.

My scars on my back, the mark on the shoulder part of my arm, my chest, the knife s***h scar I still have on my chest thanks to Justin T.

I was looking, as I still have fear in my chest from Pip's madness. But I wanted to get along with Matt, like a lot. Even if I don't start dating him.

I was getting ready then. Bows in my hair, my yellow dress on with my red shoes, white stockings on, with safety pants on as this dress can flow like a lot.

I looked like a doll unlike most here, and I was probably the most covered looking like this. As I had short sleeves, a high neckline, and a long skirt on.

I never wore low necklines, since I'm ashamed of the scar I have on my chest.

Even though it causes people not to stare at me there, even though I'm growing Double D's at 16 and as a Sophomore or Junior.

I had swimmers shoulders, and was probably one of the curviest girls here but nobody notices as I'm disliked and modest. Heck, most girls are smaller than me in more ways than one. But I didn't choose any of this.

I mean if I did, I wouldn't be at my weight. And, if I was like 100lbs alone I'd be nowhere near curvy as I am. In fact, I can't even gain or lose weight fast like that, and it doesn't even shift thanks to my medication (medical m*******a).

But I had to meet Matt soon, I knew this after I took my meds and drank some coffee. Pocketing some gummy bears in my pocket which were obviously weed ones.

I then looked at the time, it was almost 9. Dangit!

I realized that and I grabbed the things I needed for class quick. I ran out almost tripping on my own feet. Dangit! I was gonna be late to see my Prefect crush!

I stumbled when heading to the fountain, panting from all the running before looking up at Matt. My cheeks were burning when I looked at him, both him being my crush and out of embarrassment of being late for him.

'You're late' He says to me bluntly, sounding in his normal monotoned voice. He was clearly not happy with me being late. And I was burning with embarrassment in front of him. Dangit!

'S-Sorry Matt!' I stuttered with my face hot with embarrassment.

Dang I had to be late for my crush. It's not a date at all, but now I'm embarrassed because I'm late for my crush who is rehabilitating me after my expulsion.

Guhhhhh! Why did I have to be late?!

He sighed, his arms crossed, his expression robotic-ish, monotoned and very unhappy to see me or that I am late. Yeah, he is not happy at this moment with me or even in general.

I've rarely seen him smile, but I remember hearing his dark chilling chuckle one time, that made me shiver and now blush. And seeing a time when I saw a softer side of him which I thought he was so cute when he showed it.

Yeah, I was focused on all that until he raised his voice for a moment while I was spacing a lot.

'Are you listening to me here?' He said to me, as I snapped out of it blinking and my face was burning a bit.

'Um, what?' I answered to him, stuttering like usual and forgot what most he even said.

He sighs then repeated his words as I was now even more embarrassed I wasn't listening to his words.

'I said, we have class today and all of your classes will be with one or more of us Prefects. Most of the time I'll be in range of you or another Prefect.' He says to me, explaining how my class days will go like.

It was clear he didn't like any of this, and I can just see it from the tone he had.

Yeah, he is still not happy from the last times we spoke. He still doesn't trust me.

'Also on every other day during this, You'll be escorted to your dorm at 10 after classes. You'll not be allowed to leave your dorm unless one of us calls you and meets up with you. You're also not allowed 6 feet out of range of a Prefect or Faculty member.' He added, as I was nodding at him as he said this.

I knew why they made these rules, as it made sense as I'll have to behave myself.

It was clear they don't trust me. And I was here after I was meant to be gone, but now I was given another chance.

Believe me, this is not gonna be easy and I'm probably shaking at this moment.

Can't blame me, right?

'Do you understand what I'm saying?' He asks me, in a stern sounding voice.

Which I didn't mind honestly.

'Whatever you say' I answered to him, and he nodded before we started to walk to class.

When we got there, we were like 30 minutes late. But the teacher didn't care, probably because I'm with a Prefect.

So I sat down, and the only empty seats were next to each other. Yeah, full class right now. I could tell when I sat down Matt wasn't happy to be even next to me.

But on the inside I was happy and at the same time nervous as I sat next to my crush. Heck, my crush is a prefect.

Then I looked around, and I realized we were in Math class. I also saw there was no Socialites here.

They must've ditched class. I can tell because I saw none of them here.

Either they ditched class or they're in another one.

Yeah, most likely both. Because it was a full class right here. But I wouldn't know at this time, as I just got back. I listened to the rest of it blankly, my cheeks were burning as I was sitting next to my crush. Catching up on the things I missed, and doing this as fast as I can.

I was nearly shaking, so I popped a gummy bear in my mouth before I did so with more. Doing so one at a time like I did usually, but I forgot how many I ate during this.

Let's hope nobody notices if I get weed induced focus or creativity, or if I get tired on weed from having more than one gummy bear.

Not that others will care as I'm a legal user. Wait, did Matt know I'm a legal user?

Do all the teachers know? How many prefects know is my question.

I didn't know as I was then writing, listening to the lesson.

I was doing loads and loads of math. Then I felt myself zoop through, knowing the answers and writing without a limit. Yeah, weed induced focus. Which was great.

I did more things and I wasn't as distracted.

Before I knew it, the bell rang for the next class and the teacher said.

'Class dismissed'

Matt was getting his stuff, and I quickly got my things trying to catch up with Matt. With Matt walking a bit ahead of me stumbling a bit.

I saw he had a leather knee brace, as I remembered he did. I also have one, but unlike him. Mine was unseen thanks to the length of the skirt part of my yellow dress.

With my shoes clicking on the floors as I followed him. With me noticing the next class was science.

While approaching I saw my least least favorite Prefect, Marina Lockheart.

However, she may have been a type to topple or probably hump any guy. And, I knew because I remembered her using her power on different guys in range.

Her power was called Love Manipulation. Basically making any guy attracted to her, or probably love her from the sound of it.

Yeah, you can see why she can hump almost any guy. Any guy but Matt.

But she would if she could, since she called him sweetie in the football field way before all this. One of the prettiest girls I know of, but the kind that uses a man for her own gain while probably toppling them.

Thank gosh Matt doesn't like her either. Because she kinda did use Raphael, the leader of the Socialites. Who was also my fake crush.

Anyway, while walking into class. I saw Matt sitting in front of me. I looked around, again no Socialites in sight. And this time it wasn't as full, like nowhere near as full.

Yeah, different classes or they ditched class or both. I didn't ask, as if I did I thought it would be offensive or give people ideas.

I looked up as the teacher walked in.

He began to teach the class, telling us to turn to a page. Which I did, as I was like zooping through as I was on weed with weed induced focus. I was looking at the pages, being one step ahead.

I didn't raise my hand though. I just got back after an incident and most dislike me here. What do you expect me to do here, while I'm blushing and would be shaking over my crush?

I watched the rest of the class.

The other prefect that was here was the gothic-looking one. She was female, similar height to me, but had black hair and a different eye color from Matt. I knew who she was, sort of. As she's worked with me before.

I remembered her talking to me, and asking what was going on from my point of view. But she had to go as she got a phone call from another prefect I'm guessing, I don't know. However, she knew I had a crush on Matt. She knew thanks to rumors they say, which I had no idea was going around at the time.

Because at that time the only one that would know was Gale. But, I had no idea how other people would've known since we were the only ones in the football field after Matt left the area.

I guess I made it too obvious, or Pip was just nosy.

Good thing is I'm in range of three prefects. Bad thing is I'm in range of my least favorite prefect.

Yeah, but thank gosh I could sit close to Matt and the gothic one is just right there.

Which I didn't mind, but I took my seat before the teacher came in. Since the teacher was taking a while. I know there can be reasons for that. I was used to that back at my last schools.

So I began to draw in the notebook I had with me, since Matt tore my last one which I put back together while outside the academy. The pages at least, and I have them in my dorm. At least the drawings I'd done of Matt back in the day.

The one with notes, it's back at my dorm. Since, it has info of everything I know but no one can see. Only thing malicious is about Pip having 2 boyfriends or cheating.

However, Matt hadn't seen that one.

I had a lot on my mind, meaning my meds were wearing off or it was me getting tired. So I ate a few gummy bears as nobody cared.

I then continued drawing. It was a picture of Matt by the fountain, and he's waiting there like this morning. My cheeks went hot, as I was sitting near Matt but not next to him this time.

I kept drawing pictures of him, since I've been doing so for a while and I just started to again when I came back.

You can't blame me right? I had to keep my focus on something else that didn't stress me. However, with issues like mine; when am I not stressing?

Soon the teacher walked back in, and I looked up.

I couldn't even tell how long it had been, well that was me in general. Especially with issues like mine.

I close the notebook and put it away, before taking out my work one. Looking up at the teacher immediately, waiting for what they were teaching.

By now I know it wasn't chemistry, because if it was, we'd be doing a science experiment. I remember that day being either biology, physics, or another science subject that doesn't need any experiments, dissections and so on.

Just writing I guess at this moment.

I remember the teacher telling us to turn to a certain page. And that was in the book we have to read out of as he was overviewing and teaching. Writing on the board behind him with the projector screen in another part.

I wrote down parts of the notes and things we had to write in our notebooks. Glancing at Matt every now and then as I was writing.

I remembered he was more focused on the work than at me. But he wasn't far from me.

I also remember the teacher asking the students if they had any questions or to answer a question. I was just glad the teacher didn't pick me to answer anything.

Not that I didn't know the answer, but I didn't want paper thrown at me or insult thrown at me while saying it. Because I was afraid the teacher wouldn't do anything. At least so I thought.

But I didn't wanna say anything in front of anyone when I just got back, especially when someone like me is disliked.

While we were taking notes and writing things down. I heard some students talking, some of it sounded like people talking all at once. Others were whispering and I remember some people criticizing about me being picked for The Rehabilitation Program.

Matt said nothing at all. But I didn't pay attention to anyone around me at that time, since I was mainly looking for Socialites in the classroom. I paid no attention to Nerds, Reservoir, Culinary Club and so on.

Since, those were not the people I was worrying about. The first thing I expected was, is a Socialite to throw paper at me when seeing I was picked for The Rehabilitation Program.

Heck, I had a lot of things in my mind at that time. I mean it's been a while since I got back, on the first day with classes. At least I'm in range of Matt, and other prefects I also don't mind.

I remembered writing and writing, and then before you know it the teacher started speaking again. I wasn't that far, but thank gosh he did not erase the stuff he put on the board.

He actually erased it when we were going on the next bit. But he was also making sure we all got it, since I recognized some people from Varsity and I know they are not always very smart.

I just now noticed them at that time, and I was aware that they might be allies with the Socialites.

I wasn't sure at that time if they were still allies, but when I was expelled at that time, they were.

It's been near a month at this moment, but to me it felt like a year. I mean, this program is pretty new. But I know why they're doing it, but this time it was nerve-racking to be back here.

Sitting next to my crush, getting back when you been expelled, coming back when you know most might dislike you or hate you, and finally having to worry about your grades. It makes sense though, because other high schools are like that.

It's an Academy, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have things from a regular high school. Things are just different here thanks to the students and teachers here.

It was all I knew really, but I knew it would be different. And I was expecting it to be different, but I wasn't expecting it to be... aggressive. Like that different from when I was used to at the beginning.

I'm a bit different at this time now, but that was thanks to the institution. And just coming back with a new program.

But again I had so much in my head, I could blame my anxiety for that.

I was thinking all this when the teacher was talking and explaining things before class is over. It was just nothing important at that time, or anything I understood really.

I mean I just got back, and class was almost over.

Part of me didn't want it to be over, but that was because of running into Socialites. But that was my thoughts running in my head and jumbled up. Yeah, I had a lot on my mind on the first day.

I then looked up with the teacher clapping his hands after speaking. Then finally saying 'Class Dismissed' shortly before the bell rang, while I was gathering my things which was faster or smaller bits unlike the last class.

I looked at Matt, who was putting his things in both his leather Jacket and his leather side-bag.

I was waiting for him, yet looking at him. Looking at his black hair, which was neatly done but a bit messy like he had to be quick in the morning with it. But, it was a good form of messy. Noticing a lot of this as he adjusted his black felt wide-brimmed cowboy hat and his jacket that had loads of patches, both which I always liked, especially when on him.

Watching as I watched him push his sunglasses into place, which covered his dark green eyes that were very unique to the other prefects. Moving a bit of his hair as he fixed his hat, with me noticing the scars on his face.

The scars on his face were both a circle on the cheek or temple area, and a large one oval-ish one on the side of his neck. Both possibly from injuries he may have had in the past.

But he also had cut scars on his face, and scars that are like brutal burns or from the healing of a surgery or a gunshot wound. Even though he had other scars from other injuries.

However, that didn't make him ugly, like at all. He was never ugly to me, but the first thing I noticed on him was his jacket and his hat from the first encounter.

I told him I liked his hat and his jacket, and I remembered him telling me Thank You from that first encounter.

I will admit, I was staring at him during that. Seeing past his scars and looking at him in general, not just his hat and jacket.

I was spacing out I believe, because I think Matt caught me off guard catching my attention with a simple word that came from his mouth.

'What?' he says to me, with me blinking at him after I realized I spaced out while staring at him for a moment or longer.

Oh gosh! I was nervous, I was embarrassed that he must have caught me staring at him during this, and I can feel my cheeks burning and getting hot as I answered him as awkward and stuttery as I can ever be with him.

'Um... Nothing Matt... S-Sorry... I... spaced out for a moment...' I answered to him feeling my own face burning like crazy as I was stuttering like I am awkward and crazy.

Oh man, that was an excuse and the truth. But part of me was waiting for Matt to yell at me, be stern with me or whatever the heck he could say if he thought I was lying.

Since I'm a very bad liar, a bad actress, and when you think I'm acting, it's bad because I'm a bad liar and it's true.

However, he seemed to be calm, or not care, or brush it off as I stuttered like crazy with my face like a bundle of fire.

It was awkward for me for a moment, and it was only for a moment. Because he told me to follow him to our next class, and I nodded. There was a bit of a break, but better early than late right?

Well, I was late this morning and that was a bit embarrassing in front of my favorite prefect and crush. But, Matt was usually busy as a bee. Well, he's the Executive Prefect; the second in command of the Prefects.

As we were leaving the room, I heard a familiar voice... calling my name.

I turned around, nearly shaking. But, what do you know?

I saw a tanned skinned, golden-haired boy, taller than me, skinny side but I can say athletic, and he's the only guy in the school with that HUD. I remembered seeing him on my first day here.

Right next to a girl called Candace, who owns The Christianity club. I knew. This because the big guy who is in the socialites, was taunting them because he was an antichrist.

I knew that because he was open about it, but because of my beliefs. I wasn't afraid of him. Honestly, I thought of antichrist like a fallen angel. But I never saw them as fully evil, again I saw them like an angel.

He was wearing his short sleeve shirt that had a hood on it, with a pair of jeans. Which I knew about because that was one of the last outfits I saw on him.

I was blinking at him, blinking as I saw one of the nicest and one of the smartest guys I knew. One of those guys who'd have my back in my situation because he's my friend, bro, or bud.

That's what I thought of him at least. I'm saying that because he is one of the nicest people that I knew. But also a target of bullying like myself.

I was facing the golden-haired boy with a HUD, with him and myself stopping in the hallway facing each other.

'I see you're being rehabilitated.' He said to me, knowing about it most likely through his power or HUD.

'Uhhh yeah... I can't believe I was picked for it Gale' I said to the golden-haired boy. And yes, Gale is his name. It was just shocking I was picked for the program, since a lot of people hated me for no reason.

Just because Pip said some stuff and Pip doesn't have the best Rep here either. Everyone knows this, she helps make the Socialites look bad. Like they look glamorous and are bad influences.

Too good to be true, but I always had my eyes on the Prefects.

I wanted to help and I wanted to see what I could do. I also looked up to Matt, I respected him and I really like him a lot. I mean I just don't know why I get butterflies around him.

Gale is just one of the people who can be your best friend in the world. He's one of the nicest and smartest guys I know. He's just the kind who's my bro.

I guess I can feel that when we spoke, as it's been a while and he was happier when he saw me. Heck, I was worried when I saw him for the first time.

This day was going smooth at this moment, with Matt just watching me as he was the only Prefect in range of me.