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I looked at my parents who seemed pissed at me. "Honey. . ." my mom started and then stopped, it looked like she was trying to figure out what words to use. "We've tried everything it's time we shipped you off to military school."

I stood up quickly causing my chair to fly back. "I'm not going to military school!" I screamed at them. I ran out of the house as my dad went for the phone. -Go ahead call the police to find me- I screamed silently in my head.

If your wondering who "I" is, I'm Addison Thomas, but everyone calls me Ace. I'm a girl and I have no clue where my nickname started or came about but I think it's cool. I'm now a Sophomore in high school and I did something to get my parents mad at me like usual. I hate my parents! I wish I could just switch places with some other kid.

Okay, my parents are loaded and they want me to go to a private school or military school now . They also think I should dress like a 'Prim Proper Young Lady'. Ha! Like that will ever happen. I like to dress in loose fitting clothes and tennis shoes so when I need to run from the cops or my parents I can just take off.

I climb a tree in the near by park on our road. The cops know I usually keep running till I can't anymore but I decided to switch it up a bit. Our house is the only three-story house on the block. Talk about embarrassing but I can usually bear it because I have the greatest best friend in the world! His name is Dallas Johnson.

He usually helps me with any of my problems. I've known him since I was three and he was four. He would be a junior but he dropped out. I felt my phone vibrate and I looked at the caller i.d. Dallas "Yeah?" I asked.

"Hey I saw you run out of your house!" he said. "The cops are at your house talking to your dad! Was happened this time."

"My parents want to send me off to military school." she hissed into the phone. "They think that'll teach me not to do what I do best, piss 'em off!"

Dallas' end of the line was quiet for a moment and then he said, "Make sure that doesn't happen! I don't know what I would do for entertainment if you weren't here."

I heard the sirens of the cop cars coming. "Hey they are almost here!" I said and hung up on Dallas. I didn't want to be caught to early in the game. One of them stopped in the park to check around while the other sped on through. I wonder what would happen to a cop who sped. . .

I felt the branch give way underneath me and break. I was to caught uo in my conversation with Dallas that I hadn't notice the branch couldn't hold me. I tumbled to the ground which caught the fat cop's attention. He waddled after me his fat getting in the way.

I had sprained my ankle pretty badly otherwise I wouldn't have gotten caught. The cop tackled me to the ground causing my sprained ankle to get worse possibly even broken from the cop's blubber. He hand-cuffed me but I knew they would just take me home and add it to my many offenses. . .

Tell me what you think of it! It's a new story, obviously! I want to know if I should continue it