Chapter 1: I Shouldn't Be Here
Sarah was on a bus. She was handcuffed to her chair. She looked out the window. She saw a few holes.
'Hmm. Why would there be holes here?'
As they got closer to the camp, she saw more and more holes.
She shouldn't be here, she told herself. She was there out of self defense. If she hadn't killed that guy, he would've killed her. And who would she have chosen? Him or her? 'I think her.'
Her parents and lawyer were the only people that believed her when she said it was out of self defense. There was no evidence that it was out of self defense. Connor Pietro had a clean record. So, Sarah was screwed.
The bus suddenly jolted to a stop. Sarah snapped out of her daydream and looked out the window. She saw a sea of holes.
The guard came over and took off her handcuffs. There was a red ring on her wrists where the handcuffs had been.
"This way kid," The guard mumbled.
Sarah got up and followed. At the moment, she was wearing a tight shirt from Abercrombie that said Clam Bake on it. And she had low, tight pants and a black belt. Her red hair was pulled back in a bun.
She hopped off the bus and looked around. Then, she felt anger. 'They never told me that this was a BOY'S camp!'
The boys started whistling and cat calling her. The guard had left and gone into one of the sheds.
"Hey, sweet thang!"
"Hey babe! You gotta boyfriend?"
She got more and more calls like that until, "Shut the FUCK up!"
They had touched a nerve.
The boys looked at her, shocked, until one said, "Well, you don't need to get all touchy like that!"
"Oh, but I do, you fucken asshole,"
She had had a temper ever since she had been charged of murder.
The guard beckoned her inside, and she followed, glaring at the boys, and the glared back.
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Okay, this was really the first chapter, and I wanna thank my reviewers:
FighterAngel25
Pearl Brandybuck
Sarah was on a bus. She was handcuffed to her chair. She looked out the window. She saw a few holes.
'Hmm. Why would there be holes here?'
As they got closer to the camp, she saw more and more holes.
She shouldn't be here, she told herself. She was there out of self defense. If she hadn't killed that guy, he would've killed her. And who would she have chosen? Him or her? 'I think her.'
Her parents and lawyer were the only people that believed her when she said it was out of self defense. There was no evidence that it was out of self defense. Connor Pietro had a clean record. So, Sarah was screwed.
The bus suddenly jolted to a stop. Sarah snapped out of her daydream and looked out the window. She saw a sea of holes.
The guard came over and took off her handcuffs. There was a red ring on her wrists where the handcuffs had been.
"This way kid," The guard mumbled.
Sarah got up and followed. At the moment, she was wearing a tight shirt from Abercrombie that said Clam Bake on it. And she had low, tight pants and a black belt. Her red hair was pulled back in a bun.
She hopped off the bus and looked around. Then, she felt anger. 'They never told me that this was a BOY'S camp!'
The boys started whistling and cat calling her. The guard had left and gone into one of the sheds.
"Hey, sweet thang!"
"Hey babe! You gotta boyfriend?"
She got more and more calls like that until, "Shut the FUCK up!"
They had touched a nerve.
The boys looked at her, shocked, until one said, "Well, you don't need to get all touchy like that!"
"Oh, but I do, you fucken asshole,"
She had had a temper ever since she had been charged of murder.
The guard beckoned her inside, and she followed, glaring at the boys, and the glared back.
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Okay, this was really the first chapter, and I wanna thank my reviewers:
FighterAngel25
Pearl Brandybuck