Free time is also the time visitors can come in to visit their family and friends. In the year I had been here I had never had someone visit me. The week after I met Darcy her parents came to visit her. She sat on one side of the table she always sat at, her hair was pulled back instead of out like usual. Her parents sat on the other side both looking very formal. They talked to their daughter for 30 minutes before I intervened. I lowered myself into the seat next to Darcy. Her parents looked horrified that I had sat down. I opened my book and let my wavy dark brown fringe fall into my hazel eyes. Darcy's parents still looked horrified and they didn't know what to do.
"So Darcy" her dad started "Who's this?"
Darcy looked for her dad to me and I saw her smirk "This is Ethan" she said.
I put my hand out for him to shake it "Ethan Nox"Mr and Mrs Ward paused recognizing my name. I turned my hand over and started to inspect it to bring attention to the fact they hadn't shaken my and. Both Darcy's parents leaped at it, her mum got there first.
"It's nice to meet you" she said
"But will it be nice to know me" I said as I stood up and wiped my hand on the black collared shirt I was wearing. I strutted two meters away and sat in the lounge next to me. I put my right foot on my left knee and reopened my book leaving all three of the Wards in shock.I was just in hearing distance of Darcy and her family. Her parents seemed to be very heavily invested in her life which was interesting because why would they sent her to this place if they lived vicariously through her. In the next breath I found out. She vandalised a lot at her old school. She had smashed windows, keyed cars, spray painted her name across bathroom mirrors and destroyed her car by driving it into a wall. She had been diagnosed with ADHD and anger issues. I sat listening and planning. Planning how I could use anger in my plan. Then I had to decide whether or not to even include her in my plan. The last guy I included in my plans ended up getting caught in the ceiling with matches. He claimed in was all my idea and I had blackmailed him into it, which was all true but I talked myself out of it and made him get sent to the city insane asylum.
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Teen FictionThere's a scary story I have heard a hundred times with a hundred variations.