Western Academy for Boys!? But I'm a Girl...Oh Well

I threw myself against the metal bars.

How did we get into this!? I understand Bert, but me? Why me? I didn't even have underwear!

I sighed.

I need to calm my senses and think. I remember walking into this bright light, then all went black. But what could have made me faint? Dehydration? Bug bite..? Oh wait! I was bleeding. Could it be when those crazy clown guys threw me out of the cop car? I wonder..

I touched the side of my head. Ahh. The salt from my fingers irritated my cut. How come it wasn't bandaged up? I hope they didn't just ignore it and throw me in jail. What assholes.

So many questions unanswered. I'm gonna go crazy.

Bert touched my shoulder. I flinched.

"Shh," he said and rubbed the back of my head. I didn't want to be touched right now, so I held his hand and turned around to smile at him. His smile faded and he rubbed my cheek with his thumb. His hands were callas, but gentle. I looked into his eyes, he was so sad.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he let go of my face. My cheek went cold. I didn't like it.

"I just miss you," he chuckled.

"But I'm right here."

"If only you knew," he whispered and leaned in closer.

Oh my God. He was going for the kiss!