forum Boarding School for Troubled Teens (Open (Guys Wanted))

Started May 03, 2018 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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What do they even do to you after you do something bad? Do they just lock you in a miniature jail cell for a few hours? Paige stood straight up and began walking around the hallways. I should find Vaughn and figure it out. That way I'll know how far I should push the limits of this stupid school…

Vaughn slowly got up from the bed, grimacing as pain shot up his ribs. He wouldn’t have been surprised if a rib was broken. He sat down in front of a vanity in his dorm, looking at his blonde face. There was a gash on his cheek, and blood dripping from his nose. There was another small cut on his lip, and he spit out blood into a napkin.

Paige tried checking most of the small closet doors, but they were all locked. She figured that she would have heard something move inside if Vaughn was in there. He couldn't be dead, could he? Probably not. I don't think this boarding school is that bad. She checked the library next, then the nurses office. Huh. Nothing… She knew that he wouldn't be in the girl's dormitory, because that didn't make sense. Maybe in the boys dorm area? Paige tightened her ponytail as she struggled to sneak passed the guards.

Vaughn grabbed a few more tissues, dabbing at the cuts. He then shrugged off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his white button up slowly. He shrugged it off, looking at his chest and stomach. There was a large bruise where his ribs ached and he frowned as he looked at it in the mirror.

Paige held onto her vibrant purple hair as she swung around the corner, not wanting it to trail behind her so the guards would see. I should dye it black again. Then I can hide easier. She reached a long stretch of hallway where no guards were positioned. Each door had a number on it. These must be the rooms…I can't possibly check every single one.

Vaughn exhaled sharply and unbuckled his belts tugging down his trousers. There was a gash on his upper thigh, blood leaking from it. He clenched his jaw and sat on the edge of his bed, dabbing at the gash.

Paige figured it would be dumb to knock on every single door in the hallway. She spotted light coming out of one of the rooms and decided that it would be a good place to start. "Vaughn? Are you in there?" She asked, opening the door.

"Oh. I'm so sorry."
(PIZZA gtg)

"It's fine," Zanna waved her off.

Vaughn froze when he heard the voice and when Paige opened the door. “Jesus Christ!” He shouted in a shocked manner, snatching up a random article of clothing to use it to cover his lower half. “Why the hell didn’t you knock?!”

Her whole face turned bright red. Paige covered her eyes, turning around and shutting the door behind her. "Sh**! I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd be nearly naked! Put some freaking clothes on!"

(Alright seeyah)

“I was looking at my injuries, this is so not my fault!” Vaughn shouted, grabbing clothes from his dresser and throwing them on before yanking the door back open. “What are you doing here?”

"I was coming to check on you." Paige squinted at him. "I will never see you the same again."

Vaughn exhaled sharply and ran a hand over his face, rubbing at his jaw. “To check on me?” He scoffed, shaking his head. “Why are you really here, Paige?”

"Hey, I'm not as selfish as I look." Paige sighed, leaning against the door frame. "I did kind of come to check on you, but I also wanted to find out what happens here when you break rules."

“Well, if you got a good look,” Vaughn started, clearing his throat in an uncomfortable manner, “They kick the hell out of you.” He ushered her inside his dorm room, not trusting talking about it where anyone in the hall could hear. “This isn’t even the worst of it,” he said, motioning to his gashed forehead and split lower lip.

Paige walked further in the room, observing Vaughn's injuries from afar. "They beat you up pretty bad…is that all they do? You don't get expelled or locked up or something?"