Bad girls boarding school (1D & youtubers)

Chapter 1- Troublemaker

Darcy POV

I breathed out heavily as I ran for the alleyway, I ran into the darkness and slapped my back against the wall. I slowed my breathing the best I could, I heard the loud steps and shouts from the police men go past the ally.

I waited a few minutes and peaked out, no sirens, no police, no nothing. I slowly crept out of the ally, after a minute or two of walking quietly a loud noise made me jump. I spun my head around to see a man in a police uniform running towards me.

"Shit" I said as I broke into a sprint, I'm pretty fast if I do say so myself, but damn this dude could run I thought as I turned my head to see him barely three meters behind me.

I ran as fast as my legs would go, my legs started getting tired and wobbly, what? I had been running for about an hour away from these lot.

I turned the butchers corner and ran right into my dad and two other police "shit" I mumbled.

~ So I'm gathering your wondering what the bloody hell is happening right? Well my name is Darcy, Darcy Spencer I'm 16 and Im a tomboy. I have long brown thick wavy hair, bright green eyes and Im really tall, I dont know what exact height measurement, come on I failed year 11 math. I also may or may not have been arrested a few times before this. Yeah I break the law quite a bit, oh well.

Anyway I live in a town called Duringa with my dad my mum, my snobby older sister and my younger sister who is just as snobby.

I play soccer, football, basketball, hockey, cricket and just about any 'manly' sport really.

Anyway back to the story....~

The police man who had chased me put me in a set of handcuffs. He lead me towards the police car and pushed me in and slammed the door in my face, jeez rude much?

I looked out the window and saw my dad talking to a police officer. My dad was really tall, buff, tan and had one arm completely covered in tattoos, my sisters think they are revolting but I think they are wicked cool.

After my dads chat with the police officer and turned to face me I smiled big at him, he simply shook his head and made his way to his car. I slumped back in my seat as two police officers got in the front of the car.

Your stereotypical cops basically the driver was young, skinny, and looked like he was terrified of me as he kept glancing back at me through the rear view mirror and as he was sweating. The cop in the passenger seat looked the exact opposite, fat, old, and looked like he was looking for a take away shop. I don't know how he passed the fitness test but then again if he wanted to stop a criminal, he'd probably just sit on them.

I decided to call the skinny guy Jim and the fat guy.....hmmm.... Paul.

Jim drove the two minute drive to the police station, he pulled up and got out. He walked around to my door and pulled me out "gentle dude" I said as he slammed the door. "Shut up princess" he replied sounding confident.

"Ya know if I wasn't in enough trouble already and didn't have the fear that fat ars over there is gonna sit on me, I'd kick you so hard right where it hurts" I spat and walked with Jim inside the small building.

"Ahh Spencer" a familiar voice said I looked around and saw Rose the lady that sits at the desk all the time. "Hey rose!" I said smiling,

"What did you do this time Spenc?" She asked smirking, she was the only person who could call me Spenc.

"Oh I might have spray painted Bridget Summers house" I said innocently

"God spencer" she chuckled grabbing a set of keys and opening a cell. Jim removed the handcuffs and shoved me in.