Hey everyone this is one of my newest books im writing, you should check out my others to people seem to like them. Anyway i ahve already started the next section of the book so hold your breath, thanks and please comment.

Intro

1.Cambridge middle school. I lasted 5 months. My stay ended there when I chucked a pie in the teachers face during a school assembly. Then I gave a speech of how much he must love that pie (he was fat). It was a chocolate pudding pie, my favorite. My punishment was literally a slap in the face by my mother. Ouch

2.Bowmen high school. I lasted 2 weeks. Everyday I sat in the bathroom and downed some vodka in a coke can. Once I got so drunk I stumbled into my English room during class and started talking smack to the teacher. During that time the teacher called me a juvenile delinquent so I punched her in the face. You can see I have anger issues. My punishment was one month of grounding.

3.Kandahar High. I lasted 4 months. It was really the schools fault. They were to boring. There was no drama, period. I broke into school and replaced the mirror between the boys and girl locker rooms to a one way mirror. I luckily decided not to change that day, and happily watched all the girls run around screaming grabbing there clothes when they finally realized it. That was really one of my best. My punishment was living in the basement. They knew I hated the dark, but I didn't care. The basement meant isolation which I knew best.

4.Montgomery High School. I lasted one full year. I was doing well until a kid hid his marijuana in my locker on locker inspection day. You can imagine how well that went. Not. They said they would give me one more chance so I put on a smile and acted like little Ms. want to be Valid Victorian. We all know that wouldn't work but at least I tried. On May 28 I read an essay to my English class about my little sister who died a year and a half ago. One girl talked bad about my sister and I snapped. I hit her so hard she went unconscious. The school didn't hesitate before telling me that I couldn't come back next year. I expected that, but what I didn't expect was that my punishment from my parents would be getting sent to a private school. I would soon find out that this wasn't an ordinary private school. Here girls were there for the boys amusement and were used as there own personal blood banks. Some that went were never even seen again. That may have to do with the fact they were stuck there with lust filled vampires who couldn't fucking control themselves. If I had knew this at the time I would know what kind of shit I was getting myself into.




Chapter 1

Natalie


I smashed a hammer into my window and climbed out onto the grass. There screaming soon faded into yelling as they heard the noise. The fresh dew had just lay-ed itself onto are lawn causing me to be insistently wet and cold. I hesitated thinking of my parents. Will they be mad? What will they do this time, shoot me? But suddenly I realized that I didn't give a crap what they thought anymore. I got up and quickly ran down are block breathing in the fresh night air. My parents made up there minds about me as soon as my sister died. I don't need to prove anything to them anymore. I can do what ever the hell I want.

You see my parents have turned into monsters. They don't care about me and sending me off to this private school proves that. Its just another one of there ways to get me out of there lives. They have been tying to hide me from the world and now they got there wish. For the next three years ill be locked up in a school. I already hate school. Having to live there too. I don't think I can do it. My vision started to blur as tears fell from my eyes.

"Why did you have to leave Anna? Why? This is all your fault. If you would have just stayed where I had told you this wouldn't have happened. You wouldn't be dead. I would e normal. Mom and dad would still love me."I yelled to the sky even though I know it was my fault.

I picked up speed heading no where particular. I just didn't want to think about Anna right now. Ill probably just get some guy to buy me bear and get trashed. It always helps wash my thoughts about her away. Well at least at first but then I wake up feeling like im half dead and more guilty than ever. I wish the wind in my face could somehow blow all of those thoughts away.

I could then just make out the lights of the town just ahead. They looked strangely beautifu-.