I watched the other students as they were approached by teachers and lead into the school. dropping my bag I sat down and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it I took a drag. "maybe they'll forget about me and I'll be able to get out of here." I whispered to myself taking a drag and picking at the grass around me aimlessly.<br/><br/>I almost hadn't shone up when the ride hadn't arrived but as much as I loathed being here I craved the education the place offered. I needed it desperately to make any kind of life for myself. I'd been lucky 'owner' had sent me. I chuckled to myself. Luck more like a pain in the ass he'd failed at training me so sent me here to have it done by professionals. He'd gloated for days about it, how I'd be trained here then brough home for a while to be entertaining for him then sold to the highest bidder. That future so bleak I shivered thinking about it.<br/><br/>Sitting there playing with the grass around me I tried to bolster my sagging spirits. It was a school and while it could be the place of horror 'owner' had described no matter what it was I would learn enough to figure out a way to make a better life for myself I promised as I watched the other students and waited still half hopping I would go unnoticed.