Chaper One

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"I've had enough of your shenanigans...." He went on and on and as usual I wasn't paying him any attention.

Instead, I looked down and played with my phone.

"Are you even listening to me?" said my probation officer.

He leaned over the desk and saw that I was on my phone. He quickly snatched it from me and that wasn't a good idea.

"What the fuck dude!" I yelled.

He put my phone in his drawer and closed it. I stood up and slammed my palms on the desk.

"Give me my fucking phone you jackass!" I yelled again.

"Watch your language young lady!" He yelled back.

"Make me" I said.

I walked away from his desk and towards the door but there was an officer outside the door who forced me back inside.

"Now miss Walter, can you please have a seat?" He said.

I looked at him with a dirty look then went to my chair and sat down with my arms crossed in pure hatred.

"Now like I was saying...since you don't want to cooperate...you'll be attending a rehab facility for behavioral issues with people just like you" he said.

"Like me? Please they wish they were like me" I said as I chewed my gum with attitude.

He stood up and looked out his window. "Don't even try sneaking off" he said as I got out of my seat again. He turned around and rested his hands on the desk.

"And what if I don't want to go?" I said with sass.

"Then we'll have no choice but to lock you up for 20 years for the things you've done" he replied.

I rolled my eyes. "And that isn't an option to me as your probation officer" he said.

"Fuck you" I said.

He smiled at my little comment. "You'll thank me one day" he said.

"And you'll suck my dick one day" I said.

"That's not going to happen" he said.

I leaned forward. "Exactly" I said and then leaned back.

The next day was the day I went to the rehab facility for the first time and I didn't like anyone there even though I didn't know them. There was a ugly kid and a few more ugly people who I felt like spitting on just because I wanted to. Then, there was the female instructor who looked like she has taken a few hits to the head.

"Hello everyone, I'm miss Jane and I'll be your instructor" she said.

I already didn't like her or her happy voice. Every time I hear it, it makes me want to bang my head against the wall.

"Okay do you want a medal or something" I said.

Everyone in the room chuckled.

"No I think she wants some recognition that she'll never get from us" said a male voice from the corner.

I looked around for the voice and saw a emo boy come out from the darkness of a corner and he was sexy as fuck. He had black hair, black biker pants and jacket, blue eyes, and a bad boy smirk which looked sexy as hell in my eyes. All of a sudden I started to like this class more and more.

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