I don't own any characters except Jet.


"I'm not going!" Brigette yelled. Her parents ignored her and continued to pack her suitcase. "I said, I'm NOT going! You can't make me!"
"Brigette, honey. You're barely 16. You can't make your own decisions about life yet. And you're going. You aren't living up to your potential. Nor are you living the life we want you to live. You're going, honey. You need help," her mom said tiredly.
Brigette, or Jet, had been doing drugs as often as she could for about a year and a half. She smoked after school before going home and would go to parties and get drunk every weekend. Her parents were oblivious to it all; she thought they were stupid. Them not knowing about all that made her try new things. She had been caught at school one week earlier. She had marijuana and some narcotics in her backpack. The school had a random drug search and the drug dogs went almost directly to her backpack. Everyone was shocked. Jet was one of the most considerate girls at school. She didn't have many friends, nor many close ones, but everyone thought she was nice and sweet. She seemed like the innocent girl next door. She was in choir, the dance team, the debate team, and she loved to act. Thats why everyone was shocked to find out she was caught with drugs. Jet was furious she had been caught and tried everything she could to get out of it. Two days after she was caught, she told her parents everything. Thats when they got on the phone with some guy named Peter Scarbrow and they talked about his special school in the mountains. Her parents told her she had five days to pack. She was going to Horizon, a 'wilderness school' in Washington, and would stay there until she was better.
When Jet heard about that, she refused to pack. She was angry and wouldn't talk to her parents. She bashed them at school and refused to do her homework, because she was leaving. She had put off packing for days, and now her parents had to do it for her. She would leave the next day and drive up there. It would be a long, agonizing drive since she lived in Texas. She had to think of things to do since she definitly wasn't going to talk to her parents. She sat at her desk and crossed her arms, glaring at her mom. "I'm not going."
"Honey, you are. Its final. We're not pulling teeth here, we just want you to get better. Don't you want to get better?" Jet looked away. Her mom shrugged and continued packing.

Three days later she was being driven up a long gravely drive. She had been right. The drive was awful. All her parents wanted to talk about was why she did the stuff she did. The only thing she was happy about was the fact they wouldn't be nagging her for awhile. A few minutes later, the school came into view. She had to admit, it was very pretty there. It didn't look like a school, much less one for messed-up kids. Angry as she was, she was curious, and got out of the car without much prodding.
A few minutes later a blonde woman walked up to them.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs? Brigette? I'm Sophie Becker, therapist, teacher, and administrator here at Horizon. Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs, if you go up those steps and turn right, you will see some offices. Go in the second one and you will fill out medical release forms," Sophie said after shaking hands. Jet didn't shake her hand, only stared at it.
"Where will Brigette be?" her father asked.
"Check her things for drugs, money, and the sort. She'll have to remove all her makeup. At Horizon, we feel the students shouldn't hide under masks. Brigette, follow me." Sophie led her to a little room with one window, a small table, and two chairs. Sophie started to go through her bag.
"What do you think you're doing!?" Jet asked.
"I have to check all of your things to make sure you don't have any drugs. It will go much faster if you just tell me now if you have any."
"I'm not telling you anything."
"Okay." Sophie continued to go through her stuff. She looked up a few minutes later and saw Jet still standing awkwardly by the door. "You can sit in that chair, Brigette." Jet walked slowly to the chair and sat, staring at Sophie. She checked the toothpaste and found some drugs, then found some in her shoes.
"Its Jet."
"Excuse me?" Sophie asked.
"I'm called Jet, not Brigette."
Sophie nodded. Then she led Jet to the bathroom where she washed her face and changed into some of her new clothes while Sophie checked the ones she was wearing. Nothing in them.
It was nearly an hour later when Jet and Sophie walked into Peter's office. The Jacobs' stood up when they came in.
"Jet, honey, we're leaving now. We'll get to call in a week. We love you," he dad said, kissing her forehead. Jet wanted to duck out of it, but knew better. They stalled at the door.
"You can leave, Mr. and Mrs. Jacobs. You're daughter is in very good hands."
They nodded, waved at Jet, and shook hands with Sophie, then left. Sophie turned to Jet.
"I'll take you to your dorm, now. You'll be part of the Cliffhanger group."
Oh, great, she thought. They name their groups. This isn't elementry swim camp! But she followed Sophie up the steps and to a dorm.
It was a nice dorm; six beds with attached bookcases and shelves. Each bed had a desk and chair next to it. Farther back was a couch and a little table and also a bathroom. In the room were three girls and a boy. A very handsome boy. She smiled flirtatiously at him. Sophie wasn't amused, though.
"Scott, you know the rules! Back to your dorm and be lucky I'm not giving you shuns."
"Sorry, Sophie. Shelby wanted some help with her homework and Juliette didn't understand it either. I'm leaving now, though."
"Girls, this is Brigette. She's-"
"Jet, remember?"
"Sorry. This is Jet. Jet thats Shelby, Daisy, and Juliette. You can have the middle bed right there, next to Shelby. Girls, help her settle in and I'll be back in a little bit. Oh, and Juliette, could you show her around?"
Great. Now everyone will think we're sisters or something because our names rhyme. At least I'm called Jet, not Brigette. She seems nice, I guess. Maybe she'll know where to get some drugs. Jet half-smiled and sat down on her bed. The blonde, Shelby, made no effort to move, but Juliette and Daisy got some sheets and a blanket and helped her make the bed.



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