Juveniles

prologue.

EVIE ALMOST NEVER GETS BORED, after all seeing the world and basically everything around her as a joke never allowed her to but when she's bored, she's bored. And she had never been more bored than she was right then. Sure she knew she should be focusing on her trial but it's so boring. She looked around her facial expression clearly bored. She eyed the guard standing right beside her before deciding to poke him.

He flinched before turning to glare at her, but she pouted at him and whispered, 'I'm bored.'

'I don't care.' He hissed clearly annoyed, but she still continued poking him until his reactions became boring too.

She pouted again, not knowing what to do before she remembered the pencil and paper in her pocket. Her face brightened immediately, as she took it out before glancing up at the judge and a smirk curled unto her face as she decided to draw him.

Fun fact about her, she loves drawing. As she glanced at him, she started drawing the outline of his face. Then as she looked up back at him, she saw a frown on his face, then looked back down at the drawing.

Wait...wasn't his face neutral?

She slowly raised her face, immediately seeing the enraged face of the judge, then she also turned to her lawyer. You see, she was sporting the exact same look, but the thing was that she was clutching her folder in her hands tight almost like she wished it was her client's neck and she was squeezing the life out of her.

Well that's not nice, but then again nice wasn't a word that was easily founded in her dictionary, if at all. If it was, do you think she'd currently be in court, two guards on both side of her, a lawyer she's starting to get worried about, judging by the looks she's sending her, cause after three years of being her lawyer you'd probably think she'd be used to her ways but apparently not, and an enraged judge right in front of her whose about to give her a sentence. Do you?, well me neither.

'What are you doing?' He asked her, rage very evident in his tone.

'Drawing.' She stated in an 'obviously' tone.

'Drawing what?' He asked exasperated.

'You.' she simply replied.

The judge stared at her for a few seconds before he sighed, rubbing his forehead with his hand while muttering words that sounded suspiciously like, "why didn't I just go for engineering?", before he asked, 'Did you hear a word I just said, Ms. King?'

In all seriousness she said, 'Yes.', waited a second before continuing, 'I didn't.'

He sighed again, something he seemed to do a lot around her, she noticed, 'I said, it seems like the juvenile detention system isn't working for you, albeit making your personality worse.' He said unashamedly.

She dramatically gasped, 'Why would-' she didn't get to finish that sentence as he cut her off.

'So after much deliberation, I decided to send you to Atana, a delinquent reform school, where you will be for the rest of your high-school years.' He concluded.

The name sounded familiar to her, until she remembered that, that was the same school her best friend and partner in crime, literally, got sent to. The thought almost made her smile, knowing that she'd soon be seeing someone who was practically like a sister to her again.

'It's a school for well,' He searched his brain for an appropriate word, 'the unique.'

'It warms my ice cold heart to know that you think I'm unique.' she drawled, mock happiness dripping from her voice like red wine, eyes shining with danger and unkempt promises.

He rolled his eyes while shaking his head, way past professionalism when it came to her, 'Yeah well, you start there next week Monday, so you'll be leaving on Sunday'. He hesitated a little after saying that before sighing, 'And Evie please try to make it work this time, or at least give it a few weeks before making someone cry'.

Though that had been the first time she had heard him say her name and she was a little surprised about it, she made sure not to let it show. She smirked, the promise of violence and midnight adventures seeping through the edges of her lips as she said, 'Can't make any promises judge'.

He sighed in defeat before muttering, 'No like seriously, why didn't I just go for engineering?'

Watch out Atana, EVIE'S about to make her royal entrance.