Gucci in Juvie - coraline - Wattpad

Gucci in Juvie

Reads 217,740
Votes 12,336
Parts 27
Time 3h 54m

Reads 217,740
Votes 12,336
Parts 27
Time 3h 54m

boy cell cute detention french friendship funny girl gucci humor humour jail juvenile juvie kids literasia love mystery paris prison romance

'You're one of us now.'

 


Cassidy Taylor was arrested for a crime she did not commit, which was trying to smuggle a ticking bomb (in her powder blue Gucci handbag) into France while on summer break.

The only way that she would be able to get out of jail early is to find the person who placed the bomb in her bag and to prove that she did not want the Eiffel tower to explode. Which she will. Hopefully.

But till then, she has to share a cell with a sullen boy her age, along with some of his 'friends' (who she just knows were members of the mafia at some point) locked up in the adjacent rooms.

 

For a very, very long time. 




Copyright, phillips_All Rights Reserved

boy cell cute detention french friendship funny girl gucci humor humour jail juvenile juvie kids literasia love mystery paris prison romance

27 parts

Sign up to add Gucci in Juvie to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

Violet's Delight by lyazar

"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope <3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22

Gravity by seaweedismine

"I know we've just met but I want to ask you out on a date." There was a beast like glint in his eyes that bothered a tiny part of me. I clutch on to the garbage bag in my hands while looking around the alley to see if he was saying it to someone else and not me "I'm sorry, do you not understand english?" Offended, I scowl at him "I can!" "Then go out with me" he walks closer towards me. swallowing up the distance between us with his long legs and devilish smirk. Maybe, it was his dominating aura or the fact that his foreign handsome looks got to me more than I wanted to admit but I panicked and suddenly I was swinging the garbage bag over my head. The bottle glass recycles hit his head and I ran to the opposite direction. ---------------------- Amihan moved to a foreign country at the age of 18. She's also the sole caretaker of two children who her deceased sister left in her care. All she wanted was a fresh start while working to the bone to provide for the kids that she sees as her own. She didn't expect to be pulled in to another foreign world. It's been a while since a werewolf Alpha had a human mate. It's not that Filtiarn is complaining nor could he have fought it since he had no say in it, especially when it entails a strong girl who defied all his expectations. The Ferocious Alpha of the North suddenly has his work cut out for him

Life Lost and Found by akwillows

Madeline found the note in her locker. Neatly folded, it held a pair of razor blades and a set of instructions. "Just die, ugly girl. No one will miss you." She doesn't know who gave it to her. Or any of the others before it. But she knows one thing: they're right. No one will miss her. Her mother is dead, her dad is more a theory than a parental figure, and her friends are the stick figures she draws in her notebooks. So, when someone she barely knows invites her to the school graduation party, there's no reason for her to go. A girl like her at a party like that? Eating a bowl of live spiders would be a better idea. And yet, she accepts. She goes. She doesn't know what she expects to find there. She doesn't even know why she said yes. Out of desperation? Because she thinks she'll somehow make friends? Prove, somehow, that the razor note is wrong? Whatever her reasons, what she finds is a surprise. And not the one she wants. She's given one more note. And what's written inside this one will make her face the truth she's been hiding from for seven years. And the truth about Madeline Parker will either fix her, and finally make her worthy of being loved, or it will prove that the note with the razors is right. Or both. -- Complete and professionally edited. Also on sale (www.lifelostandfound.com) where 150% of all sales go to charity, including the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention. Dedicated to all of us who need a reason to keep going. Especially now. I hope it makes you laugh. And I hope it helps you realize you're not alone. (Warning -- Do not read this book if you: look amazing all or most of the time, never worry about what people think of you, have more friends than Estonia has people, or are allergic to the word "shenanigans". Especially that last one, because it's used once or twice and you may experience a reaction. Also, you should probably see a doctor about that. Secondary warning: the word "shenanigans" is used in this warning.)

differences in our similarities by gixareads

Alexandra conner is the it girl, she's beautiful, popular, kind, smart oh and rich. She lives with her father and little brother. Her father is a lawyer and just so happens to work with pierre thomas's father, the french boy in her year. Her father invites the thomas's over for dinner one day and that's when pierre and Alexandra finally come into contact. Pierre lives with his father, they strongly dislike each. He's got a small friend group and is quieter, but he's still known by a lot of kids at the school. At a party one night Alexandra keeps getting bothered, pierre comes over and helps her out of the situation. But how? ---------------- "And finally, no sex" He holds back a laugh. I quirk an eyebrow at his reaction. "What's so funny?" "What makes you think i'd want to have sex with you sweetheart." ---- tropes: 1. She fell first, he fell harder. 2. fake dating 4. angry confession

Missing In Paris by romimoondi

**The script version of this story made the top 3% of the 2020 Big Break International Screenplay Contest out of thousands of entries!** She's an expat living in Paris and one summer day, she meets a fascinating man in the underground métro. As luck would have it their instant connection isn't meant to last, as she eventually loses him in the chaos of the crowd. That is what happens on the day we meet Neela, but hey, maybe it's fine that this mystery man is gone, considering she's already in a serious relationship with a perfect-on-paper Frenchman. Yup, the future is looking pretty stable, but who says 'stable' means 'the one'? Should Neela embrace her predetermined future, or continue the search for a captivating man she only met for mere minutes? [This story is your passport into the streets of Paris, complete with wine, beautiful scenery, and the possibilities for romantic disasters around every corner, I hope you enjoy it!] [NOTE: This story contains some profanities, sexual references and politically incorrect moments]

Survivor by bookcrazefangirl

"What? Are we housing the French homeless now?" I snort again. That's what her accent sounded like, French. "Raven Martin Matthews!" My mother gasped. "Be nice!" She turned to the girl and lead the way, "Come let me show you to your room." "And oh to be clear, I'm French-Australian," she narrowed her eyes at me. "That doesn't make any sense," I roll my eyes and grab the suitcases, following behind them. ... Liz is forced to move across the hemisphere and move in with her godmother, Claudia, and her horrible son, Raven, yes like the black bird. Raven doesn't like people invading her personal space, and doesn't trust easily. And worse, he tests the shit out of Liz from the day she moved in. Liz on the other hand, is a survivor. What she is a survivor of? Read to find out ;)

The Mafiosa Mulier by Hope050408

Emma Blues is kidnapped by bad guys while she was trying to make a phone call to her friends so she can say a goodbye to them because she was leaving with her dad for vacation. After Emma being kidnapped, her boyfriend Jeff promised to find her, so he acted as a spy only he can get some details about those guys and save her. Will she be saved or she will end up being the Doña of a ruthless psychopath Mafia lord for the rest of her life and never see her family and friends again?. Let's find out....

𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬: I by DarkRosePetalss

𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓼 ➤ "𝑰 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑺𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆." I was already fucked in the head, but when you threw her into the mix, it only made everything worse. Much, much worse. Not that I was complaining. It wasn't a bad thing. It was just... more. More obsession. More hunger. Every part of me amplifiers when in her presence and I was made up of more bad than good. More of the dangerous, possessive ache she carved into me like she belonged there. Sometimes, I didn't know if I loved her or if I was just completely consumed by her. Can you blame me? Everything about her made me crave something I couldn't even name-something deeper, something darker, something more than she could ever possibly give me. And right now? I wanted all of it. Started: February 7th 2024 Ended: ...

Gone Too Far (Police Officer/Delinquent Relationship) BOOK 1 (COMPLETED) by xWorkInProgressx

M for manipulative A for attitude I for impulsive S for sarcastic I for irresistible E for emotionally unavailable Growing up, you're told that the safest choice in destructive situations is to walk away. Whether it's a destructive personality or you're in an uncomfortable situation, you leave because your conscience tells you that enough is enough. --- But my conscience is on indefinite holiday in the Bermuda Triangle. I am the destructive personality that your parents warned you about. The girl who hangs out with people that pressure you into drugs. The girl who invites you to a party, fully knowing it will end early because her "friends" are completely neurotic. I'm the girl who encourages you to sleep with multiple people, regardless of who they are or what they have, because who says you can't? If I invite you out, don't expect me to stick around long because I get bored easily-leaving you stranded in a field somewhere in the middle of nowhere, telling you to call a taxi-even if there's no service. I'll admit, I'm a girl who didn't care about much of anything or have much to give. Maybe you'd see things differently if you understood the true horror I've been through. --- Then, after a binge and a drive, I end up in trouble. But that's not the only trouble I find. --- Suddenly, the door swung open, and in rushed my mother. She saw me sitting in the chair and rushed over, scolding me almost immediately. "Maisie Scarlett Brooks, what were you thinking?!" "I was thinking it was time to come home and go to bed. Instead, I get pulled over by some obnoxious police officer."

The Billionaire Mafia Boss Alpha Bad Boy and Me by YYeung128

A parody... except it slowly gets less satirical as I get way too attached to the characters and turn the story into a shipping-fest ~~~~ "Why are you doing this?" I whispered. He slammed me against another locker. I could see anger, sadness, envy, happiness and lust in his teal green orbs. "Because you're mine." He smirked, gnashing his teeth against mine. ~~~~ Brynn Winters is a 17 year old good girl. She is sweeter than sugar. She is also sarcastic and quirky and innocent and naive and snarky and is a bookworm and not like other girls. She also has trauma to (barely) compensate for her lack of personality. She believes in love but she has never experienced any, until she met him. Ryder Daniels is a 18 year old bad boy. He is sweeter than sin. He is dark and mysterious and plays football (not shown in book). He smokes and drinks beer. He is a ladies' man and a player. He has walls around his heart and some dark secrets that is definitely not spoiled in the title. He does not believe in love. Brynn and Ryder are opposites. So what happens when they meet? He is not who she thinks he is. Will it end in disaster? Or will it end in love? Will it end in flames? Or will it end in a different kind of flame? As disasters come their way, will they choose love or not love? Will their secrets drive them apart? Or will they trust in each other? Join them on their journey of love. There will be love, annoying sluts, conversations that doesn't pass the Bechdel test, cliche tropes, glaring plot holes, subtly glaring plot holes, socialism, orbs, humor, secondhand embarrassment and the tiniest hints of homoeroticism. ~~~~ Reviews (aka criticisms that I'm too lazy to correct): "From a horribly done parody to horribly done leftist propaganda." "Brynn and Ryder are the most frustrating couple I've ever read." "Where humor" "You can't use parody as an excuse for bad writing, you know."

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

Violet's Delight cover

Life Lost and Found cover

differences in our similarities cover

Missing In Paris cover

The Mafiosa Mulier cover

𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬: I cover

Gone Too Far (Police Officer/Delinquent Relationship) BOOK 1 (COMPLETED) cover

The Billionaire Mafia Boss Alpha Bad Boy and Me cover

Violet's Delight

"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope <3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22