Madame Gunthrie's Academy for Unstable Children (possible romance, all accepted)

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    Jay gathered her things back up, and skipped out into the hallway. Most of the screams had stopped, which made her relax a bit.

    Faith couldn't help but run from the classroom to the outdoors. She sighed in relief as she looked up at the bright, clear blue sky.

    I stood up in relief-nobody was coming to get me this hour. But I kind of felt sick. So, I walked back to my dorm, and sat down against my bed. I grabbed the trash bin and pulled the bag out of it, and held my head over it, expecting that I'd puke. However, it looked like the bin came alive to try and eat me. I screamed and threw it across the room. I panted quietly and stared at the tipped trash can.