I hated moving. Every time my dad couldn't pay rent anymore, we fled from where we lived and moved to another small town. I had never been happy, until we moved to Brookstown. The first day I moved there, I met a girl named Emily, she was one of the sweetest people I had ever met. After awhile, she ended up being like a sister to me. She didn't ever judge me, and she didn't care that I came from a poor family, and dressed terribly. She didn't try to change the way I was, getting detention 3 times a week. She simply accepted the fact that I enjoyed causing trouble, even though she such a kiss-up to the teachers, and such a girly-girl. My dad had found a great job there, it payed a lot of money. He told me that we we're going to stay there for awhile, I had to go and screw everything up though.

It was the end of the school year, after crushing on a boy named David for almost the entire year, I thought it was about time to talk to him. He was one of the hottest guys in the school, and like me, he was always causing trouble. We talked for awhile, and he said that he was going out with a few friends that night, he invited me to join them, I couldn't say no.

Later on, we all met up at David's house. We all got into his car, but he didn't tell me where they we're going. The back of the car was filled with spray cans and baseball bats, so I figured we we're going to be having a little bit of fun, that is, until we arrived at the gas station and a few of the guys pulled out guns. They we're planning to rob the place. I opened the door and hopped out. I would have been fine with anything else, but not robbing the place. David jumped out and handed me a knife, I told him I couldn't and he laughed at me and dragged me inside.

From there it all went downhill, the guys weren't smart enough to realize the police car getting gas, and with the sound of the gun shot, we were surrounded. I tried explaining I was dragged in there, I didn't know what was happening and that I would never do anything like that, but I had a knife in my pocket, and with all of my detentions at school, they didn't believe me.

After watching security tape and seeing that I was fighting as David tried to drag me in, and seeing that I hadn't actually done anything wrong, they let me off with a warning. However everyone at school considered me a "criminal". My dad quit his job, and we left town again. The one place I was ever truly happy is gone.