The Study Garden

Chapter 2:Roll Call

(Aiden's POV)

"Please sir- or whatever the hell you are, I'm asking where are we going?" I ask and I ask pleading where.

No answer.

He continues to walk and ignores my questions. He acts like I was never here. Like if I don't even exist.

"For the last time, please, tell me where're we going?" I ask one more time.

He stops and looks over with me. A dead on stare that was emotionless. However he was able to scare me down to hell.

I swallow a lump in my throat and look down. He pulls gently on my wrist and we walk slower than before. He seems to have sympathy, however it's not much.

He stops at a door and knocks. But he knocks a certain pattern that's hard for me to remember.

"He's here." He states.

"Bring him in." As a voice on the other side calls.

We walk in and there were already people standing in a line within three rows. They looked feared and worried. He puts me between two girls. In a boy and girl line it seemed as I looked around.

"Aiden . . . " I feel a poke on my back.

There is Niemi waving at me with a smile. At first I thought she hated me but she didn't know anyone else here. Make sense why she would talk to me.

I give a small wave back and a warm smile. Someone taped on a glass with a piece of metal and everyone went silent. You could hear a pencil drop and leave an echo.

Then the whispers started. People calling out on the lady who was there standing quiet. Her short black wavy hair and lab coat. Black tight skirt with a white button up. Black heels that reached her ankles. White glasses that complimented her golden brown eyes. No matter how she looked people were untrusting of her. A room full of people that they kidnapped. I wonder how many people here in total.

"If your going to talk at least speak up bitch." A girl who looked around 16 years of age yelled as she laughed bitterly.

She was in the back and all eyes were on her. The lady cleared her throat and smiled. A devilish smile that crossed her face.

"Take her to the Rehabilitation Room. She should learn her lessons there, now . . . " she speaks up as she walks back and forth.

Two men take her by the sides and drag her to the outside. Everyone was quite. Not even a whisper would spread to create a commotion.

"Here we will chose your study. There is three kinds that people will receive. Physical activity, Mental activity, and Medical activity. They get worse as you go." She says looking at us from up and down.

She calls our names one by one and says our study. Mine was Mental activity. Niemi so happen to get Medical, whatever that should be.

After that they give us papers with information we have to fill out. They said we have by the end of the week until they pick this up.

The man again comes by and pushes me gently to one of the doors. He walks me to my room and leaves me there.

I see Blake come by and he rushes. He takes the paper and reads through it. He noticed I got Mental and looks up to me worried. He passes it back and reaches for his pocket. Taking out a pencil he passes it to me and talks me over what I have to do.

He explains to me about how I'm supposed to remember and write everything within the week. It was to hard for me to even comprehend the words they use. I shake my head and swallow a lump in my throat that almost killed me. Everything happened so quickly, I couldn't remember how I got here in the first place. Seems like they don't want me to know either.

"Hey Aiden, you okay?" Blake says as he waves his hand in front of me.

He bites his lips and looks down. He knows not to ask that.

"How can you ask I'm fine if I can't remember nothing for shit." I put a hand to my eyes to hide my fear.

To hide my tears and looking like I'm weak. I'm not the eldest one here but I'm 18. I shouldn't be putting up such a mask and build walls. All of this is already to much, but I bet everyone has been through this at least.

I felt an embrace around my shoulders. I hug him back weakly and bury my face into Blake's shoulder. After a while I could feel myself drift off to sleep. I pull him away from me and whip my dry tears. I look back at the paper and start putting in simple information.

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Name: Aiden Ben Hills
DOB:December 21 1998
SEX: male
BIRTH PARENTS:_______
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Already writing information in and it got personal on the fourth question. I turn and look over at Blake who was looking at the paper.

"I think you should stop there. You should rest after you eat." Blake said as he walks over to his own group of "friends".

I was there sitting alone on my bed. I move the papers to the edge of my bed and lay down. I look up at the bunk above me and play with the metal rods at the bottom. I see a boy pop his head from the edge of the bed. He looked much more younger than anyone. Although he wasn't the youngest. He looks around 10 to 11 but I could be wrong.

I flash him a smile and he giggles. He goes back to his bed and peeks again to see me. He acts childish but there isn't much to do. He pokes his head back and peeks again. I lay up and he immediately disappears. I grab the side of the bed and climb up. I jump tackling him and tickle him. His cute pitched laugh and giggles were cute that it killed me. He pushes me and got down. He sticks his tongue out at me and giggles. I jump down and make a playful growl before I chase him around. We wrestled and made up a bunch of whimsical words that we made up as we go.

I didn't care about the other guys watching how big of an idiot I looked like. He's young and he was taken in here. It wouldn't hurt to have a little fun.

I tackle him down carefully yet playfully. I tickle him until he gives up.

"Blake, haha. Help!" He says as he pushes my hands away and laughs.

I felt someone push on my shoulder and I get off the kid.

"Aiden, Migi, we shouldn't play like that, it's dangerous." Blake says.

'What a kill joy.'

"We're just having a bit of fun. Can't we do just that without having Mr. Kill Joy over here to ruin everything. We're all scared, but it doesn't mean we can't stop being scared." I say as I walk over to my bed.

I hear little footsteps fallow me as I walk. I lay down on my bed and see the boy holding the bar that was keeping the bed stable.

"Your name?" I ask.

"Migi, I'm from another country but they transferred me here." He says.

"Migi!" I hear a deep voice call out to him.

He looks down in disappointment. I knew he wasn't supposed to say that much information. But it didn't matter to me. He must have been here longer than I have.

"Can I ask how old?"

"9 years old." He says with a small smile.

I was close. But he was young that it surprised me. I thought there was an age limit but it seems that they didn't care. No matter what age it could be from birth to death they don't care.

I look down but I couldn't show how mad I was. So I put up a smile and sighed.

I heard a knock on the door and out comes trays of at least 20 plates and cups. They were a basic meal but without grains, dairy, or even meats.

"Aiden, come eat with me." The boy says as he grabs my hand and we were passed a plate and a cup of water.

"When your done make sure to knock." The man says and he leaves.

I sit down on the floor and Migi eats along with me. The other boys sat down and talked with each other. The first time since I was having a meal with others . . .

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