Sorry if some of the reasons the girls are there seem unrealistic, but whatever.
Riot Girl
It was 4.30, and we hadn't been given anything to do for our first day here, it was supposedly a 'get to know each other day.' Which if you ask me, is just asking for trouble, I mean, giving seventeen 'rebel' teenagers nothing to do except talk to each other, is bound to end in a bad way. I already wanted to strangle big-red, whom myself and the blonde tripod were being forced to live in with.
I was sitting on my bed, listening to my iPod, much like my other three allies, whom I had also yet to talk to, apart from the name announcing earlier, when all of a sudden out of nowhere, big-red jumps on my bed and grins at me.
"Hi," She smiles.
"Oh, so Im good enough for you to talk to now?" I rolled my eyes, sitting up.
"Look, Im sorry about being a bitch before, that's why Im here, to try and be nicer in general, I guess."
"Whatever," I said, still being stubborn.
"Look, I figured we may as well get to know each other, since were gonna be stuck with just us for like…ever."
"Not a bad idea," Agreed Peyton, climbing to sit next to Bevin on the bunk opposite the one Rachel and I occupied.
"Well who wants to go first?" Asked the other blonde, coming to sit by big-red.
"Me." Said Rachel, as if it shouldn't be any other way. "Okay, well my names Rachel,"
"Hiii Rachel," We all replied, as if we were at like, an AA meeting or something.
"Im seventeen….umm, Im here from Florida, and yeah. I dunno what else to say," She giggled. God that was gonna get annoying.
"What'd you do?" I asked.
"Huh?"
"Why are you here?"
"Oh, I um, kinda, maybe got expelled coz I broke my principals nose," She smiled sheepishly, shrugging her shoulders.
"Nice," I laughed.
"What'd he do?" Asked Peyton, referring to the principal.
"Oh God, he was such a perve. I got sent to his office for something, I don't even remember what, calling someone a bitch or whatever, and he was done yelling at me right, and Im about to walk out his office when he's like, 'Oh and Rachel…' and gets real close to my ear and says 'stay sexy,' and then slapped me on the ass!"
"Um Ew!" Shouted Bevin
"Tell me about it, so me being me, on instinct, I turned around a right-hooked him right in the nose, bang." She said, enthusiastically.
"Sounds kinda fun," I laughed.
"Well Im not exactly ashamed of it," She replied. "So Curly-Sue," She said, referring to Peyton,
"Its Peyton."
"So Curly-Peyton," She said smiling, "Tell us about yourself."
"Err, Okay. Im sixteen, and I guess Im here because, well, I like alcohol too much."
"Right there with ya honey," I told her, earning a laugh.
"Yeah, my Dad didn't want to be another typical parent who's child got sent to rehab, so here I am instead. Im not like, and alcoholic though. I just, appreciate a good party," She explained.
"I stole a car!" Bevin piped up. We all opened our mouths in shock.
"What?" Rachel laughed.
"I stole a car!" She repeated, with just as much enthusiasm.
"No, yeah, we heard the first time. Why?"
"Oh ok well, we were at this party one weekend, and our lift had already left, and the party was out of town, like ages from my house, and all my friends were staying at mine, and they were like, 'Omigod Bevin, we are so not walking!' So I was like fine we'll drive, and the people who were having the party, well their parents Beemer just happened to be parked down the street, and they convinced me to steal it, so the guys broke in and jumped started it, and I drove."
"So, what happened, how did you get caught?"
"Oh right, yeah, I kinda don't have my license and we crashed," She finished.
"Good one dumb-ass," said big-red.
"Thanks," Replied Bevin, obviously taking it as a compliment.
"So you, to my left….Kaily was it?" Rachel said.
"Uh no, it…its Haley."
"Right, Haley, that's what I said. What'd you do?"
"Um, I don't wanna say…"
"Why?" I asked curious.
"Coz I just don't," She replied
"Come on, where gonna find out eventually. It cant be much worse than what we've had so far," She said smiling.
"Fine, I…well they…they reckon Im a kleptomaniac, but Im not! I swear!" She said, making sure we understood she wasn't.
"Well then why do 'they' think you are?" Asked Peyton, using air quotes.
"Because well I…..I mean its not like Im poor or anything, I just can't have enough…"
"Enough what?" Asked Rachel
"Clothes."
"You stole clothes?"
"$7000 worth, in total." She said sheepishly. Holy crap, that's like….my whole wardrobe!
"Damn girl! How did you pull that off?"
"I dunno, its like not like I even meant to do it. It started coz well, I went shopping with the new chick at my school, you know to make her feel welcome or whatever, and she stole while we were shopping. And she dared me to try it, and I did, and before I new it I couldn't go shopping without stealing."
"No offence, but I kinda don't feel comfortable sharing a bunk with somebody who can't stop stealing. Uh, swapzy anyone?" I asked, receiving three head shakes no.
"No, no its not like that," Haley assured me. "Ive never stolen from anywhere except shops, and its weird actually, half the stuff I've gotten Ive never worn….Huh."
"Okay, your boring now," Said Rachel, to whom Haley gave an evil glare.
"You, dimples." She said, clearly referring to me.
"You, big-red." I replied.
"Funny," She said, dead-toned. "What about you, why are you here, in hell, with the rest of us, alcoholic, car stealing, kleptomaniac, principal hitters?"
"I dunno." I replied nonchalantly.
"Of course you know, spill." Said Bevin, still smiling. Actually, she was kinda starting to creep me out…
"I dunno, I got suspended too many times I guess."
"What for?" Asked Haley
"Fighting mostly, disrespecting teachers and whatever. Its not like they show us respect anyway." I said.
"So you're a fighter? You any good?" Asked Rachel, raising an eyebrow.
"Well lets just say I've never been beaten." I simply said.
"Yeah, fat girls are harder to knock out."
"Uh, excuse me? Fat girls?" Oh no, she did not just say that. Im not even fat!
Damn, she was so asking for it. But for some reason I think that she actually was asking for it.
"Rachel, she is not even fat!" Peyton defended me, I think I was gonna like this girl.
"If you say so, still I bet you couldn't beat me…Brooke is it?" She asked looking me up and down.
"Yes, it is. And, yes, I could." I replied, swiftly kicking her with my heel, making her fall off the bed.
"Nice!" Said Peyton, laughing.
"Ow! What the hell?" Rachel said, standing up and brushing her pants off.
"Oops," I said smiling, whilst hitting Haley's hand in a high-five.
"You better watch your back, Brooke." She said to me, her voice full of venom, as she storked off outside, slamming the cabin door behind her.
I rolled my eyes, as I laughed along with my new friends.
Big-Red didn't scare me.
Sorry its a bit short, the next chap s way longer and already written, so reviewwwwwwww!!