Delinquents Detention Hall

Chapter One

Hi you guys back with another high school story.

This chapter is long but please give this story a try and thank you for deciding to read this story :)

urrm...oh yeah! I'm planning for this story to be a bit better than good girl gone bad and there will definatley be romance in this story. And i am planning for this story to be short, about 15 chapters or less?..

I dont know why I like writing storys about nerds becoming deliquent teens,even though the main character in this story is not really a nerd, just clever, but I always seem to have an Idea for it XP

So anyways please give this story a chance, it's a Teen-fic, Romance, kinda comedy.

please,

Enjoy xxx

not been proofread yet

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Chapter One: Why do these things only happen to me!?

"Dino you should stop" I tell him but he still doesn't stop. Seeing him do these thing almost makes me ashamed that I know him.

"Eden, seriously, stop your whining. This will only take a second". But a second has already gone by now and he's still doing it! Oh I'm getting anxious, and I sweat when I get anxious! I've been kindly asking him to stop but he still refuses to listen! It's not like I can shout at him either incase someone hears us. I look around nervously just incase somebody comes as I fidget with something imanginary and hop from one foot to another.

"There! I'm done." He stands aside to show me what he's done.

'SCOOLS A BITACH' Read the cafeteria wall.

I laugh a small laugh out loud and he looks satified with himself. What he doesn't know is that I'm laughing at his horrible spelling and lack of punctuation.

"Here" I say, making him hand over the spray can. I add a few scribbles and doodles of random things, heh...I'm quite good at this...

WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING!?

This goes against everything I stand for! What if i get found out!?

Eep.

"Dino we should go..." I turn to see him trashing the cafeteria. He kicks over the kitchen utensils pot trying to be The Hulk shouting "That's for giving me crappy food"

"Dino, stop!" I tell him in a hushed voice.

"Hey, relax sis, your too over-democratic" He says patting me on the back.

"It's over-dramatic"

*Same thing" He says with a 'who cares' face.

My brother...

Yes we are related. We are the children of the most powerful Mafia leader, Aldo Moretti, who is our father and Gretchen Moretti, who is our mom, she's german.

We live in nice house in New York, have three summer houses in Italy and two homes in Germany. You could say we're rich but it all comes from dirty money in the "business"

Anyway, my older brother Dino, who is a seinor (I'm a sophmore) was raised to be the the next leader of my dads' mafia group so he says he doesn't need education since he already has his future planned for him anyways. He's a party freak and loves girls but is not really a player or bad-boy (not completely anyways) though he may look like one. He treats all girls nicley and with respect too. He's popular, along with the other rich "good looking boys" at our school.