𝘓𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩.

O n e.

Valentina, long wavy orange  hair, crystal like green eyes, pink faded lips, freckles, a round face, an Italian/irish beauty. Grew up in London but living now in New York, 17 year old, average height, chubby, and is very mature for her age.

Very fair skin, wears revealing clothes, has a  nose piercing, and some small ears piercings here and there, smokes, acts out etc.

Her parents Marie and John they have to deal with her 24/7.

She wasn't like this in her more younger years but Valentina grew up she changed, her parents didn't like this new her.

She never listened to them and she did her own thing, she became a bit disrespectful towards them and they just wanted their little girl back.

Desperate they searched for any means possible, stumbling across this school online, a boarding school locketh high, this school was a strict boarding school that taught different things, including discipline which would straighten out a child and make them better.

They knew what they needed to do, in order to get their lovely child back.

"Are you sure this is the right thing we're doing for Valentina?" Marie asked in hesitation.

"Look we sign her up she goes there for a a year or two and she comes back to us as a sweet little Angel we once knew her to be everything will work out fine." John told Marie.

It was 12 am in the morning and Valentina had finally came home, she couldn't deal with her parents so she decided to come home late.

All their nagging gave her headaches, and what hurts the most is that they can't accept her for who's she's become, she was a teenager now obviously she'd grow up but they wouldn't understand hearing them say, "we wish you were our sweet Angel..just like when you were younger." Just annoys her.

"I'm worried about her seriously this is like the third night she's stayed out this late." Marie  said sighing.

They both heard the door open and close, knowing that she was finally home.

Both Marie and John greeted her down stairs looking at her in disappointment.

"What?" She asked looking at them.

"You know what young lady, this is the third time you've came home late this week wanna tell us what that's about?" Her mother asked.

"Your mother and I are only looking out for you why must you be this way?" Asked her father.

"You two are seriously always on my case why don't you just worry about your own self, I'm a teenager now I've got things to do, so excuse me if sometimes I'm home a little late as long as I'm okay why should you both be so worried?"

"You are not 18 yet young lady you can't just go and come as you please as long as you live with us under this house you come home at a reasonable time understood?what things could you be doing that makes you come home so late I don't understand, you never tell us anything anymore." Her mother explained.

"I don't owe you or dad an explanation sometimes it's best not to tell you everything, besides I'm okay and that's all that matters I really can't stand when you both nag me every single time." She says going up to her room slamming it.

Her mother sighed and looked at her father. "Don't worry let's go talk to her about the school okay?"

"Alright.." Marie said with this stressed look on her face you could tell that she was very tired of the fights and the acting out, she just wanted her little girl back..things would be so simple.

Her father just didn't even know what to think anymore, but he knew this would be the best thing for her this boarding school would help her become a disciplined kid and when she was back finally everything would be back to normal.

They both walked upstairs and entered her room. "We need to talk to you."

"What now?" She asked them.

"Me and your father both decided to send you away to boarding school for two years, we thought you could use the time away to learn new things and focus better on you, hopefully become a little more disciplined and better yourself." Marie said.

"Yeah we already signed you up and you leave tomorrow." John said folding his arms with a serious look on his face.

"Whatever." She told them.

"You're not disagreeing?" Her father said surprised.

"Because I'd rather be away from the both of you for two years, or more that way I wouldn't have to keep hearing you nag me about every single thing I'll have more alone time and I'll be able to focus on me."

Her parents hurt to hear her say this but maybe it was for the best, all they wanted from her was to be better and learn and experience things out there.

She didn't bother to argue with them she'd just leave in the morning and be off to boarding school awaiting new learning experiences and soon to be a life she'd never imagine she would have.