The boys were right in the middle of another group session when the door of the house creaked open. Of course everyone, including Mahogany a.k.a our councilor, looked at who was coming in. Everyone tried to avoid eye contact except for Dillon. It was like he was in a trance. Kian snapped his hands in front of Dillon only to be flipped off in return. The new boy smiled a bit and looked away from them. Mahogany got up and pulled the officer in the other room leaving the new kid and the rest of the group together...alone...in an awkward silence. Nash being Nash was the first one to break the silence.
"Soooo..." Nash said breaking the silence. "What's your name stranger?"
The boy looked at the ground and whispered "T-Taylor." He mumbled.
Sam was the closet one to Taylor so he was the only one who heard. "His name is Taylor."
Everyone nodded and smiled widely except for Michael. Dammit that boy never smiles. A couple of minutes passed and Mahogany and the parole officer came back into the room. The man left and Mahogany guided Taylor to sit by Michael. Of course Michael scooted over to give him room. It just gave him more of an excuse to cuddle with Luke.
Mahogany took her seat in front of the room and looked at all the boys.
"Have you all introduced yourself?" She asked while holding her clipboard.
No one spoke up so Sam did. "Not really..." He shrugged. Everyone groaned and glared at him, making Sam whimper and shrug into a tight ball. Mahogany coughed to get their attention and gave them a death stare.
"I think I'll start. We will go in a circle. You will state your name, age, and why your here." Mahogany nodded before smiling. "Ok so my name is Mahogany, I'm 28 and I'm here because I want to help all of you. My boyfriend Jacob and I have had this program going for the last 5 years." She finished and looked at Taylor with a soft smile. "You should go next." She said softly.
Taylor took a deep breath. "W-Well um I'm Taylor, I'm 18 and I got arrested for selling drugs." He said while looking at his feet.
'Wow. No one was expecting that. He looked so innocent. It's probably just an act.' Dillon thought to himself.
Michael starred up at the ceiling while talking. "I'm Michael, I'm 18 and I got arrested for prostitution." He said quickly. He looked around and then looked at Mahogany. Mahogany silently pleaded Luke to start talking so he did.
Luke groaned a bit. He had already said this so many times. The blonde haired boy rolled his eyes at the thought but let words slip out of his mouth anyways. "I'm Luke, I'm also 18, and I was sent here because I was involved with a gang and I got caught," he shrugged. He looked around and saw that all eyes were on him. "Could you stop fucking staring at me?!" He snapped making Michael flinch. Everyone averted their eyes and continued in their circle.
"I'm Nash Grier. I'm 16 years old and I'm here for prostitution." Nash shrugged like it was no big deal. He snuggled into the guy next to him and smiled a bit.
The guy beside him smiled and cleared his throat. "I'm Cameron, I'm 20 years old and I'm here because of a string if burglaries or whatever," he shrugged
The next guy to him started talking really fast. You could barely understand. "Um I'm here because I punched a cop and I was using and selling drugs." He took a deep breath. "My name is Kian and I'm 18 years old." He said a bit slower but not much.
The guy beside him smiled a bit and took a silent breath. "I'm Sam and I'm 18 years old. I'm here because I was arrested for prostitution." Sam mumbled the last part.
The only guy left was Dillon. He smiled at everyone. "M'Dillon. I am currently 18 and I was arrested for vandalism, armed robbery, and home invasion." He grinned at everyone again.
Taylor couldn't keep his eyes of Dillon. He was so optimistic. How could he be so fucking happy when he's in this place? Mahogany snapped her fingers in Taylor's ears making him jump a bit. Dillon smirked and leaned back into his surprisingly comfortable couch.
Mahogany sighed. "Alright so now that we know each other lets go over the rules." She smiled a bit before pulling out a sheet handing it to Taylor. "Follow along while I read." She said before getting out her own sheet of paper that said in fine print 'Rules.' "Alright now rule #1 You cannot leave this house without a pass. A pass is a little card you will get and swipe at the front door whenever you come in and/or leave. It's like your clocking in and out of a job or something." Mahogany smiled to herself. "Rule #2 No drama what-so-ever. I don't care whether you hate the person or not I will not tolerate it. Rule #3 No putting others down because of their past. You all came here to change, not to be judged, remember that. Rule #4 No romance in this house. It's better this way so no one's feelings get hurt or crushed. Rule #5 this is pretty obvious but no illegal substances or alcohol in this house. You will be sober all the time, no exceptions. Rule #6 if you know that someone else is doing something they shouldn't be doing, you have to come tell either me or Jacob so we can handle the situation. Rule #7 No one is allowed in this house if I or Jacob don't know them. This is for everyone's safety. Last Rule, Rule #8 if you have a problem with one of the other boys then come to either me or Jacob so we can handle the situation appropriately. Please sign your name at the bottom of the paper." Mahogany finished and handed him a pen. "By signing you agree to follow every one of the rules listed 100% and if you break one of the rules you will accept the punishments. Those punishments will vary depending on what rule you break. Do you understand Taylor? " Mahogany said slowly.
Taylor nodded before signing his name and giving the pen and paper back to her. "I understand." He whispered.
Mahogany smiled. "Wonderful. Welcome to Boys United Taylor. Enjoy your stay."
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FanfictionIt's ethier this or jail. Welcome To Boys United. This group home is for troubled teens from the ages 15-21. 7 boys have been sent here to set them straight. What happens when a certain someone joins their little group? Follow their story of jealou...