Chapter 1: First Day

Mychelynne Precious Smith sat with the handcuffs beside her instead of on her, thanks to a bobby pin and her lock picking skills. She also had her bookbag beside her and inside it, along with a few polish bottles, hair care products, and junk food, was her Dell notebook. She decided to take it out and write in her diary. She typed:

July 17, 2003

Diary,

This completely sucks on ice. Wooooowww, so I tried to kidnap Daniel Livingston. Big deal. He ain't nobody anyway. I'm stuck on this hot ass bus and the driver is looking at me funny in short glances. Damn, I think he better watch the road or else. He better not crash me into nuthin. Oh, what the hell is there to crash into-Will that guard stop eyeing me? Jesus! I gotta go. We're here.

Mych

Mychelynne got off the hot bus only to be welcomed by more heat, and a guy wearing a tacky cowboy hat, spittin' out sunflower seeds, and wearing a shirt that seemed too embarrassing to wear, even for him.

"Alright, new kid, follow me." the guard said. Mychelynne didn't move.

"Okay, first of all, I am 16 years old, old man, so I ain't no kid. Second of all-"

Before she could say another word, he grabbed her arm tightly.

"Okay, second of all, DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!" She punched him in his stomach and he fell on the floor. Small tears came out of his eyes.

Ms. Smith, follow me.

"Great, my first day, and I gotta take orders from Big and Ugly Dude over here. She said.

Tell me if it was good or not. It will be better in the next couple of chappies!