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"I opened my eyes and I knew if I had been on the outside looking in, the curve to my lips and the I know something you don't know expression to my slush coloured eyes would have made me look crazy. But when you're already labelled crazy there is nothing to lose but your sanity." Rebellious behaviour, supposed lack of mental stability and a scandal so large it put her mother's bank account to shame was what had landed Abigail J. Jager in the best hell hole money can buy. Fly High Reform School, despite it's ridiculous name is home to the richest underage criminals in Phoenix, Arizona. On a pilgrimage trip to Bournemouth, UK something goes wrong and the mismatched delinquents must overcome their differences not to get caught in the grave they dug for themselves. * Author's Note: Hola Senioritas and...hmmm I don't actually speak Spanish so I don't know the Spanish word for it so instead I'll use Monsieurs :3 Welcome to my very first book on wattpad. I was probably one of your ghost readers and it had taken me 3 years to finally mush together the courage to actually start writing on here and telling others what I feel about their work so on and so forth. Well anyways, I hope you like it and even if you don't comment in a really HARSH way...and then vote because you feel bad that you did HAHA jk people :) but yeah I would really love opinions on the characters, the plot anything. Any enquires can also be messaged to me as ironic as it will sound being messaged from me an ex-ghost-reader...don't be shy. Well I hope you love it, this is my first and hopefully won't be my last. Ta ta and Sheerio (Ed Sheeran for those that don't know) Bye for now- J x
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She sat down on the floor. Knees drawn to her chest, hands pulling at her hair. She couldn't take it anymore. She ripped out a bunch of her hair and laughed at the pain it brought her. Nothing could be compared to the pain she already felt. She couldn't describe what she felt. Even after killing her tormentor the pain still wouldn't go away. The joy she felt when stabbing Alison was the ultimate feeling. She couldn't stop laughing, as she continued to stab Alison over and over again, but even that high cleared. She smiled as she remembered the memory. It was the best she'd have for a long time. She stood up and threw the ripped hair in the bin. Even though she still had those melancholy dark feelings in the depths of her, killing Alison had chipped away some of it. But no matter how bad felt, no matter how low she went, or how far broken she was, she'd still rise up. Somehow gravity didn't apply to her. And she wouldn't let it. *Elizabeth Lynnwood was the most normal teenager in the world until the universe suddenly decided to turn things around. She had the perfect family, the perfect grades and the perfect life. And out of nowhere they all simultaneously started to crumble. First was the death of her parents. A car accident. Of course. Being an only child, she had no one left, apart from her relatives on the other side of the country and the one drunk of an uncle in the next neighborhood. No one wanted her. Uncle Kennedy took her in, not by choice. Life took a very bad turn for her and highschool made it so much worse. Highschool they say are the best days of your life. Bullshit. Highschool had turned her into the monster she was now.

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