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I glared at my parents as the cops pushed me down into the couch of our living room. My hands were still cuffed and the cops had a hand on each of my shoulders so I didn't start to run. "Please honey!" my mom said. "We are doing this for your own good!"

"FOR MY OWN GOOD?" I screamed. "If it's for my own good you wouldn't be sending me there!"

"QUIET!" roared my father. "You will go and that's that!" He walked out of the room in a fury. I smirked. This is the first time he had done that in a while. Mission accomplished.

My mom made the cops leave saying they could handle it now. She seemed to have gotten really friendly with the tall young and skinny cop. Yuck. Before my mom could start talking to me or my dad came back I went up the steps to my room.

I sat down in my room and looked at the posters on the wall of my favorite bands. I had painted my room black to annoy my parents but I kinda like it. I pulled my phone out and called Dallas. "Hey Dal, I think I might just have to go to Military school." I said.

"Aw cmon!" he whined into the phone. "Ace can't! I'll be lonely without you here! Plus, the early morning police chases, I'll definately miss those!"

"Hey but think about it!" I said. "At least they aren't sending me to a ladies school or whatever! I could definately use Military school to my advantage."

"Fine! Fine!" he finally agreed. "As long as you promise when you get back you'll remember me!"

"I promise!" I said. "Now I got to go!"

"Bye"

"Bye"

I hung up and stared at the ceiling. I went down to find my mom and tell her that I would go. As soon as I did she let out a sigh of relief and the next day I was off to Military School.