OK, here I go to my mission conference. I have to bring my suitcase because I am going into my new room with Chris. I can only bring one pair of socks, 2 shorts, 2 strappy tops and a hair bobble. I guess Chris won't have much either. They are trying to make us cold because where we are going its freezing.
When I arrive everybody is waiting for me (including Chris) and they have definatly started because there are papers lying on the desk.
"Good after-noon" they all say as I take a seat.
"We are sending you and Chris to the Tight room in five" the headmaster said, sitting as she always is. "You will be in the Tight room for a week, going without proper food or washing" she said seeming to enjoy herself.
"In fact lets put send you there right now" she said, gritting her teeth.
And with that I fell into a dark, deep sleep.
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Born Bad
Teen FictionThis is all about Stella Murphy and how she goes from being a jail bird to doing something productive...
