So, I got in their car. It's kinda like a police car and a limo mixed. "Sooo... Where am I going?" I asked. "You're going to the Secure Education Department Under North-Carolina. Also known as S.E.D.U.N" I was surprised they actually came up with an acronym for nudes spelled backwards.
"Soo... Mr. Chargier," He interrupted me and said, " No, please. Call me James. Calling me Mr. ANYTHING reminds me of my father...." He shuddered; I didn't ask why. "Anyway, James, can I ask you something?" " Yeah, kid?" " Are their any....female students at this 'Education Department'?" I lost eye contact with him. It was awkward; like when you and your friend stand next to each other at a urinal.
"Yeah! Why wouldn't there b--" He looked in my direction. I don't know whether he was reading my facial expressions or if we was looking somewhere else. "How old are you again?" James asked me. "Fourteen." I said. "Ahhh, " he chuckled, "Young love...."
My ears turned red and i looked out of my window. We arrived at the school. It looked like a regular school, except more.... Expensive-ish... I got out of the car and looked around. "Welcome to Camp S."
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