After getting caught by the police, Axis Imber is sent to a school for misfits. A school to some, a prison for most.
Serpenti High is a place like no other. It is ruled by the most rebellious and dangerous teenagers whose social statuses are define...
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"What are you doing by the window, Eric?" asked a caretaker. I was back in the orphanage. The room was as dull as the weather and the walls were as gray as the clouds. I had been sitting at the window ledge for a week now, staring at the gates where the orphans either came or left. When you walked past those gates, you were either taken to Hell or to Paradise.
I was brought to Hell.
Adam was taken to Paradise.
"I'm waiting for someone," I said, my eyes moving towards the empty roads, hoping that a car would stop in front of the orphanage. It'd been seven days since Adam had left with his new family, and he still hadn't come back.
"You can't skip lunch," she scolded.
I pointed at the stale piece of bread sitting on the napkin beside me and answered, "Lunch", paying little attention to her presence.
I heard her sigh. "Eric," she said with a bit of despair in her voice. "He's not coming back."
"He is."
"Adam is with a new family now," she said softly, putting her hand on my shoulder. I pushed it away.
"He doesn't need a new family! He has me," I argued.
"Oh, Eric..." She frowned with pity in her eyes. "I know it's hard for you..."
I stopped listening. She didn't know how I felt. She didn't know anything.
I stared out the window, fighting the tears in my eyes. The orphanage was sad and depressing without Adam. It felt empty. I didn't know how I was going to live this way, every day, without him. Being abandoned by parents I'd never met, I could live with that. Being abandoned by someone I loved and cherished? How was I going to live on?
