Westwood: School for Troubled Teens

Westwood was where the worst of them ended up. The liars, the fighters, the addicts, the lost causes. A place whispered about in hushed voices-a school that wasn't really a school at all, but a prison dressed up as one.

Lucky Starr had spent his life slipping through the cracks, weaving lies like second nature, always staying one step ahead. But Westwood wasn't the kind of place you could outtalk or outthink. Here, survival wasn't about being the smartest person in the room-it was about knowing when to throw a punch and when to take one.

Thrown into a world where fights happen in the hallways, teachers turn a blind eye, and corruption is currency, Lucky quickly learns that the only thing more dangerous than the school itself are the boys inside it. The ones who've given up. The ones who have something to prove. The ones who have nothing left to lose.

Among them are six who don't quite fit. A washed-up model with a drug problem. A skater too reckless for his own good. A fighter who's been protecting others for so long, he's forgotten how to protect himself. A golden boy who can't stand to be seen. A boy who carries too much weight on his shoulders. And Lucky, the liar with a past he refuses to talk about.

None of them belong. And yet, against all odds, they find something resembling family in each other.

But Westwood doesn't let people go so easily.

Because the thing about running from your past?

Eventually, it always catches up.