[Highest Ranking: #35 in Teen Fiction] -~- "Tamara, Tamara, you know you've broken our schools #1 rule?" He walks closer to me, smirking still and I speak up. "Actually, it was no. 7." I just can't keep my mouth shut. "Do I look like I'm joking around Tamara!? You've gone and broken the schools top rule, and now your being a smart ass?" Jacob raises his voice, making me shrink back. Crap. He's angry. And bipolar apparently. "Do you know what this calls for?" He smirks again. I shake my head, not daring to look him in the eye. He continues. "Punishment." -~- My name is Tamara Morgan, and welcome to Ridgeway High. You see, the school I go to, is very different from others you might of heard of, or been to. My school is run by a gang leader. A very handsome, menacing, one I may add. How is this possible? You may ask? Well, if your dad is in a very high place in government and your mom is one of the best lawyers in California, it could happen, and it did. Jacob Matthews. Feared by everyone, whether your twice his size, or half his age, it wouldn't matter. Everyone knew how much power he and his gang held. Oh? Did I forget to mention that Jacob's gang, was the most dangerous in the country. It is. Jacob and his gang have laid many rules. Some smaller than others. The biggest rule at our school is Rule No. 7. Jacob said, and I quote; "Rule No. 7: No one is to attempt to leave the school. If you still exceed to leave the school boundaries, you will be faced by severe consequences." Everyone is too scared to face the wrath of Jacob, that explains why no one has ever broken that rule. Well, until I did.