-sheldon charlot on [might start singing=might start singing]

2011

Since you had high intentions for staring a fire, you made your dreams come ture and it was a HUGE land fire when you were 9 and it got you about 8 years in juvenil detention but you didn't care since half the lands grass was dead but it kinda had fingers pointed at you for a good reason and well, some bystander witnesses decided to team up to land you life but your parents lawyer promised less during your court day so yeah- the bystanders made a fake story and claimed the land was 'theirs' (You got placed in an all boys hall since the judge mistaken you for a male since your rear and chesticals were flat from where the judge sat)《》during the first half years you weren't afraid to speak up your mind and wasn't scared of anything or anyone, You met some psycho inmates, some what not that dangerous《》Now at your finest prime year at the age of 17 now, every inmate looked like they stole candy bars or thats what you say when its a big crime but one caught your eye- or 2 guys caught your eyes, Nick and carl gallagher or what the inmates call white boy carl since he acted black but was white, Nick knew you from heart when everyone did but never had the balls to even look at you《》Right now your in the mess hall/Cafetera, talking with some of the friends you've made when nick walked in with white boy carl and you looked at carl, everyone in the cafetera stopped talking and watched "who the fuck did yo' hair?" you raised your eyebrows, looking at his cornrows as he looked back at you "whattt?..." carl said, touching his head as nick looked too "oh sh-nothin' nothin, im talking wit' my friens.." you waved your hand, turning back to your friends which was weird since you never apologized to anyone before, nick told him about you when they sat down 3 tables away