Chapter 9

Jenna laid there...on her bed staring at the ceiling, the room was dark. She could barely see her hands. She had no clock in her room, so she couldn’t see what time it was. She's been laying there for a long time...she hadn't fallen asleep at all. Not once. She closed her eyes tight, but she couldn’t fall asleep, so she laid there.

The next morning, she woke up the sound of a horn, it's kind of sounded like a cow and a lion having a screaming match. A few seconds later Liza came and tossed her a bag. “Put these on, I just washed them.” Jenna did as she was told. She took the clothes out of the bag, and once again the whole room went dark. She put them on, then knocked on the door. Seconds later the lights turned on again and Liza opened the door. “Come on...you don’t want to be late” she told Jenna. Jenna just nodded. They walked through the hall again, where the classroom door is. When they got to the door, Liza opened it. Inside were the other kids. Jenna walked over to her seat and sat down. On the right of Jenna was a girl that looked about her age. Her hair was black, and she had a hair pin was clipped on the left side of her hair. The other girl, that looked older than her, had orange hair, witch people call red heads, and her hair was pulled up into a bun. The girl on the right tapped Jenna's shoulder. Jenna turned to look at her.

“Pssstt” The girl called. Jenna looked at her in confusion. “Hi, my name is-”

“Violet...you know not to talk in class” interrupted the teacher. Violet looked down at her desk.

“Sorry” she said. Once again lunch rolled by quickly. Jenna sat down waiting for her food to come. Violet quickly sat next to her, worried someone was going to beat her to it. “Hi again.... I'm Violet, and your name?” her accent was British, not one hint of anything else.

Is she talking to her? No one ever talks to her. “Hi, I’m Jenna”

“Cool name”

“Thanks”

“Your new, here aren't you?” she asked Jenna.

“Ya...kind of, I guess. This is my second day” She replied. Witch made her wonder...Was this some kind of prison and why hadn't her Dad come looking for her or even call.

“Cool...this is my second week here” Violet said looking at the ground. Before Jenna could say anything else the door swung open and the people with the food came in. The tray got sat down in front of Jenna, and today it looks like she got an apple, a few chicken nuggets, a water bottle, and chicken noddle soup. A lot a chicken today. Jenna thought. She looked around her tray, but she couldn’t find a spoon or a fork. She got up and she started to walk to the teacher, but she saw her on the phone. Jenna went to the door and opened it and saw that the adults that brought in her food earlier were far ahead in the hall. She raced after them.

“Excuse me...Miss....Sir....Ma’am...” Jenna called out to them, but they didn’t hear her. Jenna went after them; she saw them go around the corner. “What am I doing it's just a fork and a spoon...I should head back” She whispered to herself. “Where are my manners, I'm not an animal. I need a fork and a spoon.” Wait hold up...was she talking to herself? “Ma’am...ugh why can't the hear me” Jenna raced up to them around the corner and then Jenna stop completely... “What is this place...”