He stopped packing and gave a big sigh.

“I don’t want to do this.”he said to no one.

No one was there anyway. He grabbed another pile of clothes and stuffed them into the black trash bag. Half of his things were gone or broken, so there wasn’t that much to take.

“You’ll think they would at least give me a suitcase. Why do I have to do this? What a bunch of dicks.”

Grabbing more of of his stuff. As he continued to “pack” and thought back to the “event”. He never saw it coming. On that day, he had come back from lunch and everything in his room was trashed. Books and papers everywhere. Suddenly his room mate Kenny came in.

“Oh my god. Dude what did you do?”, Kenny yelled.

“Me? I just found this. I didn’t do it!”

”You know I thought rooming with you was a bad idea to begin with. But why do you have to be such a prick?! I‘ve noticed you taking my stuff and stuff going “missing”. You are such a freak. What did you lose it over today? Girlfriend dump you, again? I cant live like this. You are crazy!This ends today!”, he screamed and marched out of the room, slamming the door behind `

“What the hell just happened?”

As JoJo looked around the room he noticed that his books were strewn about with several pages missing. Some of his clothes had been torn and burned as well. He sat on the edge of his bed and just stared.

The door opened again, but this time it was Mr. Skinner.

“Good lord.” He said quietly and looked over at JoJo.

“Okay now, Jojo” Skinner said in a quiet tone, walking very slowly towards him with his palms open by his sides. “Just stay calm and we will get you to the nursing center”.

“What? You don’t think I did this?” He slowly shook his head in disbelief. Here was a grown man walking towards him in so modified ninja stance treating him like he was an injured dog about to take his leg off.

:Come on now JoJo. Everything will be alright. We just need to get you somewhere safe and quiet. Where you can talk to someone who can understand.”

Jo Jo stood up quickly in protest and and started to try to explain.

Skinner jumped back in fright and two enormous security officer came in from both sides of the door and tackled him to the floor .

“Wait! What! I didn’t do anything!” JoJo tried to continued to yell for help, but the officers where on top of him making it difficult for his to breath. They grabbed up to until he was standing in a flash and both had him by each arm in so kind of arm hold where he couldn’t move.

“Take him to Beverly’s office, she can sedate him. Then once he’s under control, come back here and speak with Mr. Robertson to see what kind of damage he done to his things. I don’t care about McDanials stuff, just Robertson.”

JoJo tried to talk with Skinner to tell him that he didn’t do the damage, but every time he open his mouth, one of the officers (the taller one with red hair and tattoos all down his left arm) put some kind of pressure on his wrist and he stopped for fear that Mr. Ginger would break it.

The two guards pulled JoJo out of the room and down the hall, His feet belly touching the floor and the went.

And that was the event that started the downward spiral. For some reason, those who were in the facility with him started to stay away from him. Even those e “kind of’ hung out with between classes had stopped coming around. Tensions had grown between Kenny and JoJo and he did not understand any of it. We people did talk with him there were super nice, and they talked slowly and quietly. Jo Jo thought that people thought he was dangerous, but this realization came after it was too late and he was “locked up” in the ward.

They gave him all kinds of medicine and he slept a lot. He had to talk with counselors several times a day. The heard the word delusional and violent several times. Why could he not make these people understand he was not what they were saying he was. It was like a bad dream that he could not wake up from.

And now he was leaving.

He just wanted to go to classes and be accepted by his peers. His parents had sent him there and he was thrilled to be on this adventure. His folks never noticed him and it was obvious that they did not what him around. So this was a new start and a wonderful way to fill his time.

He kept running that days events through his mind over and over again. He finally realized that it was a bad dream; someone had set him up. Someone want him gone but he still didn’t know why.

The tears started spill out from the corners of his eye. He was so angry he could set fire to this room, but he knew that if he did anything, they would just drug him up again and throw him back in a padded room.

He wasn’t even sure where he was going. His parents had been contacted but they never came to see him. They dwelt directly with the head master and bits and pieces were were dribbled down to him. He didn’t know if he was going back home or if they were going to turn him over to the police.

Wiping the his face off with the sleeve of his flannel, he took one good look around the room one more time.

“I just wanted…”, he trailed of when he hear someone say, “What? What did you want?”. It was Kenny. He had come in while Jo Jo was lost in thought.

“You want to get through school.? Think like a normal person? Possibly make some friend? Well, you didn’t and you can’t. You nuts and no one trusts you to be sane”. Kenny was now whispering in his ear. “Goodbye and good riddance.”

At that point, Jo Jo felt so alone, ashamed and defeated. He looked down at the full trash bags on the bed and dreaded to find out what was to happen next. He looked up and into Kenny’s eyes. Kenny was smiling. “Why should he do that? Why now?”, Jo Jo thought. Then the light came on and the smoke cleared. It was Kenny that cause all his trouble. Kenny was the crazy one; not him.

Skinner walked in the open door and looked at the two buy. Everything seemed to be quiet so he said, “Say goodbye Jo Jo we have to go”

“I need to tell you something, something that could change everything ….”

“Just say good bye and come on.”

“ Can you at least tell me where are we going?” Skinner didn’t reply.

Jo Jo stood there with a blank look on his face, staring of into nothing.

Suddenly a smile creeped across Jo Jo face. He turned to Kenny and stuck his hand out to him. Kenny stared at his hand and then at Jo Jos face. He had a bit of a sneer gracing his lips. Reluctant Kenny took Jo Jo’s hand. And when he did Jo Jo said,

“No hard feelings?”

Kenny numbered something under his breath, “I guess.”

Jo Jo pulled Kenny in a little closer to him and now he was the one whispering in his ear. “Well, then ‘I guess’ we will meet again some day.” And with that he squeezed Kenny hand cause him intense pain. Kenny grunted, but said nothing.

Jo Jo walked out of the room with his two garbage bags and his heal held his.