Chapter 4

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        Angel is trying to bail me out, like always, but there's a small problem. The prison guard says I need someone else to bail me out, because Angel's done it too many times. Well, looks like I'm stuck here. I don't know anyone else who would bail me out.

        Once Angel leaves, I look around at my cell mates, then someone calls my name.

        "Rowan. You're back," I turn to see a cute black haired boy with green eyes. He's about my age. I think I've seen him in here before, in the same cell he's in now. The one that's directly across from mine.

        When I don't reply, he looks into my grey eyes.

        "What did you do this time?" the boy asks me.

        "I broke into Taylor Swift's house," I say as I receive a shocked reaction, "Remember, I'm wanted, like, everywhere now. It's fun." He chuckles at that.

        Now he surprises me by asking, "If you get out first, will you get me out too?" I nod and he continues, "I'll do the same for you. The name's Luke."

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