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Authors: Tracey Smith
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left me and Mom back in San Diego with people who actually cared about us.
Mom tried to stand up for me. I heard them arguing about it the night Dad had to bail me out.
“Charlie, he just got mixed up with the wrong crowd.” my mom had said.
“Well then this program is going to straighten him back out!” my dad hollered back.
“He’s just a boy.” Mom pleaded “That place is for delinquents.”
“He’s 16 Claire, he’s not a baby anymore. He’s old enough to know the difference between right and wrong and what he did was wrong, now he needs to face the consequences. You baby him too much. That’s part of the problem.”
“Well if you were around more…” Mom practically whispered it, but I was proud of her for saying it.
“I’m trying to make a living!” he shouted back at her “What do you want me to do?”
They had never fought when we lived in San Diego. I ignored the fact that I was the cause of this particular argument. The majority of the blame could still be placed on him. It was his fault for making us move here. Everything had been fine before we’d moved.
I stopped listening after that. I knew the battle was lost before it begun, but I appreciated Mom going to bat for me. I would miss her, wherever I was going. I slipped my headphones on to drown out the sound of their fighting.
I listened to the classical CD that Destiny had picked out for me last summer. I closed my eyes and thought about her. We hadn’t spoken since she’d left. I felt bad for not attending her final performance, but my feelings had been hurt and I didn’t know how to face her.
I had completely misread everything. She still thought of me as a little kid, she was just trying to be nice and cheer me up and stupid me I thought she was actually interested in me. I was wrong. I thought it was pretty ironic that all this trouble actually started because she had come here.
Some guys had seen me hanging out with Destiny that summer and when school started they asked me about her. They were seniors and I thought it was cool that they were even talking to me, so of course I went along with whatever they said. They thought it was cool that I had such a hot girlfriend, I didn’t correct them.
I had finally made some friends. Isn’t that what my parents had wanted? The guys weren’t so bad. They were just bored and sometimes did things that might not be considered so good. Like stealing a car for instance. It was just for fun. A joy ride. I didn’t even know that’s what we were doing that night until we were doing it, and at that point what was I supposed to do?
Anyway what’s done was done now and apparently I was headed off to military school. Oh well, couldn’t be worse than L.A.
“You can call me if you need to.” Mom whispered for the third time.
She was crying and acting like we’d never see each other again. I wasn’t that worried about it. It was only a summer program. I’d be back in the solitary confinement of our apartment in L.A. in no time.
“Don’t get into any trouble.” My dad instructed.
I was surprised he’d taken the day off to drive me here. I hugged my mom and nodded at my dad. I turned away from them to face the officer who was approaching us.
“Fall into line, son.” He ordered and I did without another word to my parents.
First stop was the barber. I didn’t say a word as they shaved my head. Next we were given our sleeping assignments. My bed was the last at the end of the barracks. There were 5 uniforms hanging in the locker next to the bed. I started to unpack my bag when another officer approached me.
“What’s your name boy?” the officer asked.
“Tyler Stone.” I replied.
“Well Mr. Stone, let’s get a few things clear. You’re not here for summer break, I’m not your friend, and you won’t need that.” He said as he snatched my bag.
“You will call me Sergeant. Those uniforms are all you will wear. You will keep them clean and pressed. You’ll have
Mom tried to stand up for me. I heard them arguing about it the night Dad had to bail me out.
“Charlie, he just got mixed up with the wrong crowd.” my mom had said.
“Well then this program is going to straighten him back out!” my dad hollered back.
“He’s just a boy.” Mom pleaded “That place is for delinquents.”
“He’s 16 Claire, he’s not a baby anymore. He’s old enough to know the difference between right and wrong and what he did was wrong, now he needs to face the consequences. You baby him too much. That’s part of the problem.”
“Well if you were around more…” Mom practically whispered it, but I was proud of her for saying it.
“I’m trying to make a living!” he shouted back at her “What do you want me to do?”
They had never fought when we lived in San Diego. I ignored the fact that I was the cause of this particular argument. The majority of the blame could still be placed on him. It was his fault for making us move here. Everything had been fine before we’d moved.
I stopped listening after that. I knew the battle was lost before it begun, but I appreciated Mom going to bat for me. I would miss her, wherever I was going. I slipped my headphones on to drown out the sound of their fighting.
I listened to the classical CD that Destiny had picked out for me last summer. I closed my eyes and thought about her. We hadn’t spoken since she’d left. I felt bad for not attending her final performance, but my feelings had been hurt and I didn’t know how to face her.
I had completely misread everything. She still thought of me as a little kid, she was just trying to be nice and cheer me up and stupid me I thought she was actually interested in me. I was wrong. I thought it was pretty ironic that all this trouble actually started because she had come here.
Some guys had seen me hanging out with Destiny that summer and when school started they asked me about her. They were seniors and I thought it was cool that they were even talking to me, so of course I went along with whatever they said. They thought it was cool that I had such a hot girlfriend, I didn’t correct them.
I had finally made some friends. Isn’t that what my parents had wanted? The guys weren’t so bad. They were just bored and sometimes did things that might not be considered so good. Like stealing a car for instance. It was just for fun. A joy ride. I didn’t even know that’s what we were doing that night until we were doing it, and at that point what was I supposed to do?
Anyway what’s done was done now and apparently I was headed off to military school. Oh well, couldn’t be worse than L.A.
“You can call me if you need to.” Mom whispered for the third time.
She was crying and acting like we’d never see each other again. I wasn’t that worried about it. It was only a summer program. I’d be back in the solitary confinement of our apartment in L.A. in no time.
“Don’t get into any trouble.” My dad instructed.
I was surprised he’d taken the day off to drive me here. I hugged my mom and nodded at my dad. I turned away from them to face the officer who was approaching us.
“Fall into line, son.” He ordered and I did without another word to my parents.
First stop was the barber. I didn’t say a word as they shaved my head. Next we were given our sleeping assignments. My bed was the last at the end of the barracks. There were 5 uniforms hanging in the locker next to the bed. I started to unpack my bag when another officer approached me.
“What’s your name boy?” the officer asked.
“Tyler Stone.” I replied.
“Well Mr. Stone, let’s get a few things clear. You’re not here for summer break, I’m not your friend, and you won’t need that.” He said as he snatched my bag.
“You will call me Sergeant. Those uniforms are all you will wear. You will keep them clean and pressed. You’ll have
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