Reform

Life in a reform school is absolutely dreadful. Not that it's horribly jail like- scratch that,it's an absolute jail hell. No contact to the outside world, bland and horrid food, the chilling feeling you're being watched-maybe because you are-, and psychopathic and medicated room mates.

When new girl, Sarah Monae-who suddenly joins the crazy train to hell- is introduced to a whole other crazy. Of course everything is so weird for her, a typical good girl nextdoor with a four point oh GPA. Pray for her soul, she's got to wear the most atrocious outfits consisting of all black.

But allow the Luke Hemmings, all around bad boy, introduce her to his daily. Three years in reform changes a person, but not in the way intended.

Her eyes always find their way the his oh-so familiar chilling gaze. Why do I get a strange sense of déjà vu? Oh, please, don't be another Twilight monologue consisting of stares upon more stares...