Chapter 2
Dear Logan,
Bet you’re dying to hear aaaaaaaall about my exciting boarding school life, right?
The school is weird. Weird-normal. Normal-weird? Like, first of all, it’s a super preppy New England boarding school, which I was honestly not sure were real things outside of movies? It’s a big, pretty campus with a lot of ivy. There are dorms and classrooms, even though most of them are locked up.
I wonder what happened to all the kids who were still here when the school closed (except the Hellions, obvs. R.I.P.). Now there are six of us, and I’m pretty sure most of us would never have gotten into the Massachusetts Academy when it was still that. We don’t even fill one whole building, let alone the school.
I wonder what’s going to happen to us.
You know something about arcade games? You can’t win most of ‘em. They just get harder and harder. All you’re really shooting for is lasting long enough before your quarters run out to get a high score. And all that gets you is your initials on a screen some other kid might see for, like, a second.
Wow, that got dark. Obvs been spending way too much time with Angelo and way too little time at the mall. Know what makes our posh boarding school better than the rest? NO DRESS CODE.
Jubes