The Gangleader, Is a Kid?

Chapter 12: rich kids.

Some ideas about what some of the characters look like but Caleb is Lucky Blue Smith for me :)

Money can't buy everything, but it gets you far enough to get it yourself-

"Welcome to your first lesson at Serpienta Prep, now I'm sure you all have a lot of questions, so I'm not gonna answer them. You are all probably used to get what you want all the time. When all your parents money's runs out or they cut you off, which ever comes first, what are you going to do? Stay with a few friends? To be truthful, the friends you have now, probably won't want to know you without your money or fame, so you're stuck. This school is designed for every single one of you!" His eyes swept across the room until they fell on me, "Caleb! Would you like to tell us what you would do?" There were only about  six kids in the room plus him, but it still felt like the whole world was on my shoulders. "I would work it out i guess" i said nervously rubbing the back of my neck. "But how?" He insisted, ugh won't this guy pick on someone else. "I have connections, i would use them, if that didn't work, i would get a job. If i still had nothing i would.... I erm..." I looked around the room, i couldn't tell a room full of rich kids who had everything that i would rob a bank "i would... Use My..... Skills, yeah skills"
"That's one way to put crime" i looked at him, shocked, did he know? Probably. "Are you gonna tell them or do they already know?" I asked annoyed that i didn't have a chance to make friends before they all got scared. "That's not my secret to tell, but i think it will be better if it wasn't one you hid" he said. Jezze, this is gonna be one long semester. "Now speaking of which i need to go collect something from the office, talk among your selfs for the time being." He said and walked out, i looked around the medium sized class room, it was more like a interrogation cell with a mirror stretching across one wall.

"So my names Spike" one guy said, "it's cause i play football and i usually spike and score just before the game ends" he smiled proudly, another guy stepped out from behind him and sighed "why do i always let you make the first impression of us?" He face palmed, "my names Matthew, please don't call me 'Matty', i hate it so much i gag, but I'm basically the opposite to him" he jerked his thumb at Spike who was wearing a blue football Jacket white Tee and jeans, Mathew was dressed the same but with a Yale Jacket. "Well, I'm Meg," she was dressed in karki short-shorts and a hoodie, she was cuddled up to another guy "hey, Jeb, this is my girl. Touch her il murder you" he smiled, "hey what did i say about scaring them, they've probably never been to jail," she slapped his chest, then i got it "wait," i said abruptly.

Ashley's pov

"Hey what did i say about scaring them, they've probably never been to jail" she slapped his chest as i was about to complain the mad boy stopped me "wait!" He said, "hands up if you've been arrested" all of us raised our hands some slower than others "expelled?" All our hands still up, he got up from his chair and walked over to the ugly mirror on the wall, he put his finger on the glass and pressed his face against it too and stared at his finger, "what are you doing?" One of the twins asked, spike, the football player one i think. The nerd Mathew i think, punched him. "Go with it" he said quietly. "Dude, is this one of your crazy revenge plans cause they are sick!" He practically yelled. The mad boy came running over paused and then punched the ne- i mean Mathew. "What the hell?" I yelled. And then everyone started shouting, i was a few feet away so i ran over to everyone who was already standing in a close circle, mad boy was on top of Mathew and they were both looking at the door, like they were waiting, what the hell? Is everyone mad or stupid in this place? The door burst open and mad boy and Mathew started fighting again, i don't even know anymore!

"SSSSTTTTTOOOOOOOPPPP!"

Caleb's pov

The glass was warm against my face, sign number one. My finger didn't have a gap between the reflection, sign number two. Muffle ruling sounds behind the glass, go!