Grayson's POV
I walked down the halls of the quiet academy. My footsteps being the only sound as I lost myself in thought. This was the only time it was ever quite. Though.. That was because everyone who wasn't ditching was in class or hadn't been caught yet.
It's not like we can be absent.. we live here. We were the troubled and defiant kids, no one wanted to deal with after all. My thoughts were interrupted when a door to my right opened and a girl escorted by three guards came out. I routinely stepped to the side for the guards. She must be new. She looked like a fighter. My eyes met hers as we passed and time seemed to slow down.
She held my gaze with her fierce gemstone eyes. I was much taller than her. She looked about 5'6" but her mature features suggested she was my age. I noticed one of the guards holding what seemed like her transfer folder.
I looked at the place where the name would be but I had only been able to see the first two letters "Na.." The rest was cut off by a fat hand that belonged to Lawrence. That's not surprising! He didn't catch my look of disgust when I saw him. Of course.. that was because he was preoccupied with undressing the girl with his eyes as she walked. I'm sure he'll be the first volunteer to pat her down. I scowled.
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StoneRidge Rebels
RomanceStoneridge Academy.. the place where you send your troubled adolescents. All the kids in this school has a record and a reason for being here. Wither your a fighted, a thief, or an arsonist .. we all have one thing in common.. no one wanted us anymo...
