--Reid--

They made a run for it, all of them. I tried, but was held back as a police officer grabbed my forearm, yanking me back. Shit.

Half the boys made it, the other half were being held prisoner just like me. Aaron had planned on ditching too, but he was the one nearest me, the second one caught.

We were so fucked it wasn't even funny. Not that it ever is.

My mother was going to throw a fit and possibly saw my head off. Lord, help me. Please? PLEASE? I'm begging here...

That got me nowhere. Just wasted a few seconds of my life. I think God hates me. But...why wouldn't he. I mean, he has me handcuffed right now.

I smirked at Aaron as we were heaved into the back seat of the car and he gave me a look that said it all. I could tell by his expression that he was probably thinking something like 'GARWIN! What the fuck man. We're fucking screwed over and you're LAUGHING.' Typical Aaron. Always cares about HIS own well being. He was almost as self centered as I was. Hey, at least I can admit that much.

My smile faded as I realized the deep shit we were in. They could send us to juvie. Or make us do community service hours. Either way...nothing turned out in our favor. Trust me, I would know.

We've been in situations like these before. Mom ends up beating me to a pulp and the rest of the guys get it 10 times worse.

There were all those times...I wouldn't be surprised if we were actually sentenced to death for all of this. But it's not like I want to fucking die.

I've tried escaping a few times but it makes it a lot worse. What can I say? Trouble comes at a price.

I sighed looking out the window at the stupid city. The officer in the front smiled evilly at me.

Crap--I knew him. He'd been who took me last time, when he found us trying to mug a few kids. Nothing too serious. He seemed to remember this all too well.

Damnit. He knew all my tricks. I couldn't do anything but sit and watch as my time went ticking by.

--Pogue--

"HEY!" Someone yelled, throwing a helmet my way. "Let's get out of here!" They exclaimed. I wrenched the helmet onto my face keeping my hair in tact.

I smiled seeing my brand new bike. It was a birthday gift from the guys. Very fast and pretty sleek.

And the horse power? Well, let's just say that baby can RUN.

I hopped on, not exactly sure where we were going. Mom said I had to be home by 9 and it was 10...but she can live without her son for one night.

Alex smirked at me; he knew where I had to be. "Momma's boy much?" I punched him in the arm as he whizzed past. One thing about me riding my bike, I can keep balance with one hand, or no hands. It's a gift...one of my select few.

We rode around for a while, messing around on the open road. Until we heard sirens.

About 4 cop cars passed us, all in some hurry to get somewhere. The guys slowed looking at me a little alarmed. I shrugged it off. Someone was already in the backseat...

Holy mother--it was Reid Garwin. Why am I not surprised?

--Tyler--

I hate people. It's as simple as that.

The new neighbors stopped by today. The girl next door is so full of herself and she was trying to flirt with me. And of course, I said something stupid and she looked at me weird. A normal response.

It started off with her acting all blonde and ditzy. YEESH. She came in a obnoxiously and then turned all sweet when she saw me. She was one of those freaks...the ones who pop their gum really loudly and repeat the word 'WHAT?' after everything you've said. Kinda hard to have a conversation with people like that, it's like talking to a rock.

When they left, I went into my room to sulk about school tomorrow. Some weird rich school for stuck up kids. FUN. If there's one group of people I can't associate with, it's snobs and preps. They seem to have a hatred for me. Don't know why...maybe it's because I'm smarter. But all in all, they don't like me. It's not really that they were really all that more rich because money wise, my family is doing more then great. Dad's got a whole savings account and all my college money ready. I'm only a junior and they've already got my whole life planned out. That makes me feel SO good.

I was thinking of trying out for the guys swim team but they're all probably gonna be extra rude and I'll feel so awkward with no friends.

As for classes, I'm taking English Lit, Calculus...and some other stuff I can't remember. In fact, I don't remember even choosing my own classes. Courtesy of mom...

I've been on the internet and I've come to the conclusion that Ipswich is one hell of a boring place. So fucking small with nothing to do! In Alaska it was never like this.

Yup--Alaska. Where I've recently moved from. Always cold. But there's loads to do. You can go skiing, play in the snow, train huskies, ice-skate...way too much to list. But here in Ipswich the main attraction seems to be some witch mueseum and a local bar called 'Nicky's' Sound thrilling?

I sighed. I think I'm supposed to move into the dorms in a little bit. A lot of good that'll do me.

I hate this.

Tomorrow is going to be like every other year. 'Look at that weird new kid.' 'Did you hear about that new kid? Weird freak from Alaska.' People were so predictable. It's kinda sad how humans are the most intelligent life forms on planet Earth. I don't consider myself even remotely human, and I don't think other people do either.

Eh...not my favorite chapter...Reid's punishment is announced soon enough. I tried to do a Caleb POV but his character seems a little more complex to me. I think this story will probably be mostly Reid and Ty POV but mostly Ty because I have the most fun doing him. It's like inputting my own thoughts.

So...Caleb...the big SERIOUS dude...I'm workin on it...gimme some time to figure him out.

and...HAHA. I had SO much fun doing Ty's POV! I love him :D

oh and for my curious readers...the next chapter for the story...FREAK UNLEASHED will be up in a few days...I think. maybe sooner.

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