Prologue
"Guilty. The court sentances you,Chey Brooks to be reprimanded to the Hemmings/Styles Home for Girls until you are 21 years of age. If you take it upon yourself to try to run away, you won't be receiving such a light tap on the wrist. I will now release you into the custody of Headmaster Liam Payne, who will be transporting you to your new residence.Any questions,Miss Brooks?"
I look at the judge and clearly he is insane."I thought I could only be held until I was 18, why are you saying 21?"
"You my dear, are a flight risk with many issues. "
"Umm, sure, whatever" I say, still confused.
"Get her out of her before I charge her with contempt", the judge yells suddenly, his fat face all red.
Damn, what's got his panties in a twist? I look around the courtroom, trying to see if there's anyone who can help me. Not even my attorney will look at me. The only ones that are even acknowledging me are a creepy guy with a lip peircing and an over muscled bouncer looking dude.
Muscles gives the judge a thumbs up and starts towards me while lip piercing throws the judge an envelope. Muscles looks me up and down and I swear he licked he lips. What the hell?
"Miss Brooks, I'm Headmaster Payne, but you can call me papa.Welcome to the family" he tells me, taking me by the arm."You're about to get some severe behavior modification, love."
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~ The Hemming/Styles Home For Wayward Girls~
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