"Quinn, we should do something with our lives," I say staring out the window of our bus at the lake we're parked next to.
"Literally what haven't we done? I think we're fine here, where I can smoke and be happy," Quinn responds from the bunk beds in the bus. She rolls out and pull the curtains open looking at me with tired eyes. "It's literally 4 AM go back to sleep in your castle," she yawns.
"But think about it we could be fake exchange students from Canada live with a family and go to highschool," I tell her "I can see it now, my name is Jonathan Neeley but I like to be called Than..."
"The fuck kind of a name is Than?" Quinn states cutting me off.
"It's like Jonathan only shorter. I'll be a cool shaggy hair guitar player. You will be Britney Spells. Mousy brown hair, bitchy, you could even try out for the cheerleading squad!"
"Okay, no way will I do that and, really? Britney Spells sounds like some cheap stripper who only dances to Britney Spears' and other 90's pop stars' music," Quinn says annoyed. "I'm going back to sleep, and I'm taking your bed have fun sleeping in a bunk." She then then shuts the curtains and I hear her rustle through the set at the back to where my bed is.
"Thanks I love you," I yell sarcastically to her as I go and sit on the couch.
"Fuck off!" She yells back tiredly. Before I know it I was falling asleep while looking up foreign exchange programs.
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"This sucks."
"Shh Quinn you just need to go and 'visit' for a week and get some information," I whisper hiding in the bushes outside of Ms. Lorraine's Charm School.
"I broke out of here a year ago I don't want to go back as 'Gail Jetson'. Besides who has natural hair this color?" Quinn whines.
"Nobody that's the point, rebellious teen with black hair gets sent to charm school. We'll send a letter of apology saying that although we like the school Gail's grandmother is sick and we need to take care of her so she can't attend. This'll be fun though, you'll get to hate on girls you used to know and be a badass while doing it."
"That doesn't change anything."
Weeks later we watch the news in a cafe about three hours away from the school. They speak about a missing girl named Gail Jetson. Quinn leans over to me and whispers, "pay for our food and let's get out of here before we get recognized." We never saw Virginia again after that.
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Roman pour AdolescentsLeon escaped his prim and proper life after hurting his adoptive mother. Lucy broke out of Ms. Lorraine's Charm School after she just couldn't handle it. At first it was a mission, find Leon's mother. Then it was simply stay alive and keep running...
