#Chapter39
Saintwood: The Original Bad Boys
Ryan
I strolled into this hell hole again, knowing I’d get detention again for tardiness, but I didn’t care since it was all bullshit anyway. It’s the end of sophomore year, and next year, I’ll be a Junior, then a Senior.
Every year was the same. The school had little recourse with their threats of expelling me. My grades were stellar, and I did nothing except beat the hell of guys that deserved it.
/"Ryan!/"
Christ. Now what?
/"Mom and Dad will kill you if you get suspended again./" Elena was my fraternal twin. We had the same IQ and similar problems, but she tried to keep me on the straight and narrow.
/"Like I care. It’s not like our parents are always around./"
It was true. My mom’s family had a chain of casinos, and my dad was always away on business. We were rich and had this huge ass house, but it didn’t matter. None of it did.
