Jason Summary: This is a fictional story. It is a work in progress and I hope u all enjoy it, and get the feeling that you were Jason the character in this book. Chapter 1: I stared up at the building that would be the education center that I would spend the next years of my life in. I looked at it more as the jail that I would be in. I knew my mother was thinking of taking me to boot camp, so I wasn’t complaining. I would rather be at this boarding school then at boot camp. It was starting to get dark now, as the sun had set a while ago. I lugged my three bags of luggage with me as I began to enter the school. My mother in front of me opened the door to the “jail-looking skyscraper building.” I entered followed by my mother. “Wow” I thought to myself, “even the receptionist desk looks as if we were in jail. My mother right away went up to the receptionist and told her that she was signing in her son “Jason.” I took my luggage and went to sit down at one of the seats in the corner. I looked around and saw that everything was grey and white, and even the white walls were so dirty that they seemed to be grey. I sat on the cold seat thinking about how I would rather be here then at home with my mom. She was always nagging and yelling at me about how I’m always getting in trouble at school and how I never do anything around the house and how she cant stand it when I’m just lying around and watching T.V. Now she took me out of my school and enrolled me in this stupid school. It supposed to be some kind of correctional institute. To the right there was a grey door. I assumed it was the only way into the education facility. “Jason!” my mother yelled from the receptionist desk. Come here so they can get you fingerprints. I left my bags on the floor and went to the receptionist desk. Now I’m being treated like a criminal I thought to myself. The receptionist took my fingers and pressed them on a little pad with black ink. Then she pressed my inky fingers on a piece of paper with all my information. Before I went back to take my seat I happened to look in the receptionist’s room and saw a bunch of cabinets with folders and books on them. I went back and sat down and waited for my mom to finish signing me in. I was quite anxious about the new school even though I didn’t want to go here. I wondered how mean the teachers were and how miserable the other kids were. Then I heard a buzz and the door to my right opened up. My mom walked over to me. “I hope that you can change here and become a better person,” my mom said to me. I gave her the cold shoulder and got my bags and stood up. I stood by the door and my mom put her hands on my shoulders. “I still love you, but I’m still going to go through this because I believe that it will help our relationship amongst one another.” She leaned forward and kissed me. I looked at her and she seemed emotionless. I realized that our relationship had really gone cold. The receptionist came and said, “Follow me son.” I looked at my mother for the last time. The receptionist took me along a hallway with tiled floor and as you guessed “grey walls.” As we arrived at the end of the hall, we stopped in front of the door. The receptionist took out of her pocket a gold little key. This key didn’t look like a regular key but yet a cylinder tip then rather the normal flat tip. She put the key in the doorknob and opened the door. It was an elevator. As we entered, I noticed that it was an old looking elevator with carpet and it even had elevator music. Besides your fire button and your open/close door buttons there was only two other buttons. That was floor one and floor two. I wondered to myself why only two floors if this building has many floor as I could tell when I looked up at how tall this building was outside. The receptionist pressed the second floor button and we just stood there awkwardly. “It’s not so bad here,” the receptionist said politely. Yeah right I thought to myself, you would say that. I didn’t answer her. “Bing” the elevator came to a halt. The doors opened. There was another hall but this time there was doors, a lot of them. These doors were teal colored and had grey numbers on them. There were also other hallways that turned left or right as you went further. As we walked down the hallways I looked at the doors. They had the numbers 112, 113, 114, etc… As we reached the first hallway that turned to the right, we turned and now started going down that hallway. I gasped at how long and how many other hallways there were, and how many rooms. We kept on walking and my luggage started feeling heavier after carrying for so long. I began to notice that there wasn’t anybody around, anywhere! I assumed that the doors, which were all evenly separated, led to rooms. That meant that there had to be somebody here. After walking for minutes and turning many hallways, we finally stopped in front of a door that read 518. The receptionist got another key and opened the door. When we entered we were in a little peach colored room, which was lighted by a small light in the ceiling. There were two doors, one on my right and one on my left. The left door was brown and had the figures 518A. There was a light that creaked through the bottom of the door and you could hear a television on inside the room. The receptionist said, you’ll be sharing this room with a roommate, but you will still have your own little sub room. The receptionist then moved to the door on the right, which read 518B. She opened the door and turned on the light. Before I entered the room I could see that its walls were of a sky blue color. As I walked in, I stared in amazement of what was before my eyes. I thought to myself at that moment why my mother had put me in this school. “Oh My Gosh!” I said. I now stared puzzled wondering if I was actually seeing what was before me. The room was not only a baby blue color but had wallpaper around the top of the walls which had figures like a bear, a rattle, a baby bottle, a pacifier. The room had an oversized crib in the middle of the room. It had an oversized changing table at the far side of the room, with a bag of what seemed like Big Diapers. I stared at the receptionist waiting for her to begin laughing and say that it was a joke, but it never came. The room had a cabinet with a TV on it. The wall where the door that we had entered was, there was a closet. Right next to the crib was the restroom; which had a sink and a shower, but had no toilet. “Mrs., this is some kind of joke right?” I asked nervously. “No, this is no joke; this is a school to punish the students enrolled,” the receptionist replied mildly, “but we also reward students for good behavior so don’t think that we’re only bad.” “Now here are the rules at this school,” she said as she handed me a pamphlet. It listed the rules in an outline: School Rules: I. Students have to be wearing diapers at all times! II. Students have to sleep in crib every night. III. Students are to be changed only by authorized personnel during the mornings, during lunch if necessary, and before going to sleep at night. If in need of a diaper change during the times stated, proceed to your room and press the diaper change button by the entrance of your dormitory. IV. Students are to attend all classes assigned. V. Students are to be in their assigned rooms by 7:00p.m. VI. Lights in dormitories will be shut off at exactly 7:45p.m., which includes television. VII. Students get currency to buy items, whether it is food or material items, by showing good behavior or doing well in classes. VIII. Students can be removed of partial or all of currency if bad behavior is shown (depending on severity). IX. Students can only attend the world mall for breakfast, which is between 6:00a.m.-8:00a.m.; and lunch which is between 11:30a.m.- 12:30p.m.; and after school and dinner which is between 4:30p.m.- 6:50p.m. X. Students can only eat breakfast in the world mall during breakfast hours; and eat lunch during lunch hour and eat dinner during dinner hours. XI. Students can attend everything in the world mall after classes. XII. If students don’t have currency to buy food at the World Mall, then students can eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner at the lunchroom located by the classes. XIII. All students must obey all authorized personnel at all times. XIV. Students can get medical help, if sick or injured by one of the nurses available, buy pressing the help button located on the wall by the entrance of your dormitory. XV. Students are allowed to socialize with other students and roommates. XVI. Students are not allowed in any other room besides their own; and if given permission by roommate, are allowed in roommates sub room. XVII. After finishing reading the school rules, wait by the changing table for authorized personnel to come and diaper you. Do not try to leave the room, you will be unsuccessful! (-: I finished reading the last line and looked to where the receptionist was. She wasn’t there anymore. I thought about running but knew I wouldn’t be going anywhere. I set my luggage down by the closet scared of what was going to happen next, at how I would spend the rest of my days at this academy. I started pacing, nervously, scared! How could my mom do this to me? I heard a knock on my door. “Hello?” I asked. “May I come in,” a sweet voice answered behind my door. “Yes,” I answered politely. A very beautiful lady about 5.7’, who had brown straight hair but curly at the tip, with brown eyes, and a very pretty smile walked in. “Hello Jason, my name is Susan; I am the caretaker for you and your roommate.” “Now that you’ve become acquainted with your new room, please strip down and get on your changing table.” She ordered politely. I just stood their wonder what I should do, should I listen or argue; should I refuse to do anything and ask to call my mom. The caretaker was at the changing table and was getting from the cabinet underneath a diaper, some wipes, some baby powder. Then she walked over to the closet and opened the sliding doors. It already had clothes inside and I began to wonder what was going to happen to my clothes. She pulled out a baby blue colored pajama suit with the feet and zipper on it; like babies used, but this one was bigger to fit me. Inside the closet I could see a bunch of other cloths that looked like baby cloths but were big enough for me. She closed the closet door and turned around. “Don’t be so shy and embarrassed, I’ve done this before; there’s nothing I haven’t seen,” she said as she saw me still standing there by the crib. I hesitantly took off my clothes and stood naked in the middle of the room. “Good, now get on the changing table face up.” I hesitated to get on but then climbed on. She came near me with a wipe and powder in one hand and a diaper in the other. She said jokingly, “I bet you never thought you’d be in a diaper again right?” “No,” I said not amused. I laid there, my heart pounding. I couldn’t believe that this was happening. “Lift your legs,” she said as she opened up the diaper. She lifted my legs more and set the diaper underneath me. I noticed that the diaper was pretty thick. Once she finished diapering me, she began to put me in my red sleeper pajamas with feet. When she finished zipping it up she said, "There you go my little baby." I was surprised when she said, "MY little baby." Chapter 2 (Coming, Promise!)