So what I committed a few crimes. It's not a big deal, I'm just a petty thief. I would never rob a bank or something like that. Just a few high end apartments and suddenly I have the NYPD after me... Do they really have nothing better to do? Now I have to go to a juvie work camp... This should be interesting.
My name is Alexandria Jonson or AJ as my friends call me. I'm 16 and currently, well formerly now, attending Manhattan school of the arts with a focus in stunts and producing. I wasn't one to be found in the spot light and being a stunt double suited me well with my multiple black belts (one of 50 teens in the country whose fists are legally weapons) and love of gymnastics. My dad was a successful business man, often dealing with Asian countries and rather than travailing back and forth every other week, he moved us to Hong kong. For a good portion of my childhood I was in Asia. That's where I leaned martial arts, I took to it naturally. But about 5 years ago my dad got killed, mom moved us back to New York City, where she went crazy. That made me my Grandparents problem, but they hand other things to do. So I lived alone, in New York city. My parents left me with a penthouse apartment, completely paid tuition, and a trust fund waiting for me at 21. Most of my friends were in fact guys and calling me a tomboy was an understatement. I am tall about 6 feet so I blended in easily enough. I had a typical slim figure that I normally hid under a baggy sweatshirt. My corn silk blond hair either in a ponytail or stuffed in a hat. My face was the only part of me that always looked like a girl. Big blue eyes, long lashes those characteristically girl aspects of my body, well let's just say those are hard to disguise. Anyway... you probably want to know what happened.
I'm not going to lie and say I was in the wrong place at the wrong time or that it was my friend's fault I was in this predicament. No it's my fault completely and totally. My greed and jealousy went to my head, I wanted more. So I decided to steal. I stared out small at first lockers, purses, you know but as time went on I got more daring I moved onto neighbors, stores, and I even picked a few pockets. I felt great it was the biggest rush in the world! Then one night I was doing a job and the police came in... The next week I was in a court room. The judge made me an offer Camp Green Lake. Or Jail.