Smiles wasn't a saint. He cussed, he drank, he did stupid shit with his friends. They went to car races a lot. Before now. Funny enough he was at a car race when he landed himself in this predicament. Some people might wonder if it was worth it, runing his chances at college, probably dooming himself to a life of flipping burgers. Smiles would say it was worth it and that he would do it again and again. He saved his sister and thats all that matters. No, Smiles wasn't a saint, but he wasn't delinquent. Yet here he was, at Martin Jenkins School For Delinquent Children with nothing but a secret back story and a nick name.