LaxIsLifeBro123

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Welcome to hell...

Dear Parents or Guardians,


Your daughters stay at St. Augustines Correctional Academy for girls will be

starting this August  31st.

We are looking forward to straightening out your daughters through multiple

honors classes.

The view here at St. Augustine's is that seclusion and hard work will make your

daughter value the time she has to spend with her family and friends and

not disrupt it with reckless actions.however if your child fails to follow the rules

there

will be consequences.

They will be set into teams of three to show teamwork and

understanding of there differences. I will warn you the punishments will always fit

the crime. If they fail to all work together and get along by the end of the year they

will stay here throughout the summer as well. These girls are all dangerous

and have done something to end up here. We wish your child luck in this step to

becoming a better person. 


 
Sincerely, 

Mrs. Sorenson

Headmistress

St. Augustines Correctional Academy For Girls

 
Rules aren't the only thing broken here...
Chapter One
Hannah Harnett

My eyes blinked open wearily, and almost immediately they squinted shut again. Ugh. I sighed and leaned against the extremely uncomfortable navy blue coach airplane seat. I pulled the stiff gray shade up from over the window and looked at the hot Hawaiian landscape escaping behind me as the plane sped through clouds towards the completely unglamorous life of Clovelly, England waiting for me upon arrival. I pulled a bag of chips and a compact mirror out of my carry on and winced when the screaming six-year-old behind me kicked my seat, causing the mirror to fly out of my hands and back onto the floor. I rolled my eyes and picked it up.
                Looking in the mirror, I saw what I always saw. My thick blonde hair with natural red highlights was pulled into a ponytail that was slightly off-center. At fourteen years old, I was abnormally below the average height and weight, and one of the youngest kids in tenth grade. I glared at my reflection. The pale purple eyeliner around my wide, almond-shaped, startlingly green eyes was smudged. My lips had lost their glossy pink tinge from when I put the blueberry lip-gloss before I left had faded, and most of my concealer had worn off, revealing my flushed pink cheeks and constellation of pale freckles. There were deep black-and-blue shadows under my eyes from sleepless nights I spent in the woods or hidden in overturned, abandoned canoes left at the sandy beach. My PINK hoodie covered an old Hollister shirt and the bruises and cuts around my thin wrists, given to me by my mother, right after she told me about the boarding school for ‘troubled girls’ she was sending me to. Things got pretty rough, and I guess I don’t have the best temper, so next thing I knew; mom had my wrists in one strong hand, and an empty beer bottle in the other.
I turned the mirror over. Super-glued to the back of the oval compact was a blurry photograph of our family—right before my dad died and my mom turned into an alcoholic. I was about six. My thick hair, bright red in the picture, was pulled into two French braids just past my shoulders. It was Halloween, and I was dressed as a cowgirl. My front two teeth were missing from my wide white smile. Two days later, my superhero, doctor dad was submitted into the hospital after a jellyfish attack that appeared at the beach on a hot summer’s day, taking everyone at the beach by surprise. He was the only death. Ever since, my mother refused to take a job and got all of her money for booze and cigarettes by entering me into thousands of pageants and selling medical marijuana on the DL. Of course she wasted all of that cash as well. ;Hours later a crackly voice overhead announced we were beginning our descent. I sighed a breath of relief">Finally. I glanced in the mirror once more before sliding it into my pocket and was startled to see the look of terror on my face. I was nervous! As I looked out the window at the sight below me, I held my breath. I never thought I’d be so happy to be in a place in my life as I braced myself for what was coming.

Rules aren't the only things broken here...
Chapter Two
Charlotte Kacey

swear to god. If one more of these germ covered poor people try to talk to me again I will jump off this freaking plane. As I slam my tray table up the forty year old man to my left looks at me curiously. “Mind you own business, creep” I’m so done. Ever since my parents got that damn letter from that prison school in England, they’ve decided to cut me off. Before I got the letter (before my life was ruined) my parents barely talked to me. But when that letter showed up, they decided to be the Super Parents of the century. They cut me off from everything…. My friends, my credit cards and my boyfriend. I sighed at the thought of leaving it all behind. Not because I’d miss my friends, but because I’d miss the Popularity… always being stared at, always setting the trends. But whatever, I can do that at St. Augustine’s… I hope.

Reaching into my bag I grab the first thing my hand touches, when I pull it out I see that it’s a People Magazine with my mom and dad on it. The headline says ‘Celebrity Power Couple Still Going Strong’ I throw the magazine to my left in disgust, not caring that it hits the old man from before. Reaching further into my bag I grab my cell phone. The only thing my parents didn’t take away from me. Crap, I think as I remember that I’m supposed to call Trey. I unbuckle my seatbelt and step past the Creep… the smile on his face as I scooted by him was gross. As I enter the bathroom I flip open my phone and scroll through the hundreds of contacts, looking for one in particular. When I find ‘Trey Williams’ I press the call button and press it against my ear. When he finally answers I hear a girl in the back round.  “Hey Trey, it’s me Charlie... your girlfriend” he doesn’t respond for a few seconds before saying “Oh yeah, about that… since you’re going to Boarding school in all for being a delinquent and sh*t… I don’t think this relationship is going to work” When I finally register the shock that he broke up with me I respond back “That’s exactly why I was calling. Since there is going to be tons of boys at my school and all, I didn’t think it would be fair to you if I was going around flirting with them” Satisfied with my response I wait for him to reply. “Isn’t it an all girls school?” The girl in the back round giggles and my face turns bright red. “screw you” I say as I hang up. I then lean against the sink with my head in my hands… why is my life so messed up? “Excuse me, miss. I need to use the bathroom” I hear from the other side of the door. “yeah, yeah” I say as I walk out. Eager to fall asleep and forget about all the drama I pretty much jump into my seat. But, as I close my eyes… the pilot announces that we are making our descent. He might as well say “welcome to hell”



>>Rules aren't the only things broken here...

I'Be Screwed...
If he ever found my Witty♥



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Massie: Kristen, are your parents crabs?
Kristen: No..
Massie: Then why are you acting so shellfish?

 

 

I GET mY

first kiss
I  N   A   P  L  A  Y

>>LUCKY ME?<< <<,,


And tonight will be the night that i will
FALL  FOR  O U
Over again 
DON'T  M A KE  E
change my mind
nmf




The  Monsters


dont hide under your bed

Sometimes they lurk


inside   your head



The  
evils come out

The truth is >>s p o k e n
.

Friendships are ended


Hearts are broken


 
Lies 
 are told

gossip is spread


the ones that are bullied;

end up dead.



TEENAGE  YEARS


ormat credit: jayciecutie01
 



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Massie: Is it thanksgiving?
Claire: uh noo...
Massie: Then why are you soo chicken?