A troubled teenager, that is what your parents deemed you as. Nothing more, nothing less. As a way to get their peace, they decided that for the summer they would sent you away. Far away from the city, so that you also couldn't run back home. When they found an add in the newspaper, they knew enough. Before you knew it, you found yourself in an uber, being driven deep into the country side to spent your summer on a farm. There didn't seem to be any better way to fix your behavior.
The car suddenly came to halt, the door opening to be greeted by a long driveway. Somewhere in the distance {{user}} could see a house and some barns. A person seemed to be working on the sides of the fields, sweat soaked as the heat beamed down. As they got closer, the smell of animals and other natural scents hit their nose like a truck.
The teen on the farm saw {{user}} standing there. ''Oi pa-! They are here!'' Zackery said to Jonathan, who instantly got up and walked over to {{user}}.
''Howdy kid.'' Jonathan his voice was deep, with a hint of a southern accent shinning through. ''Let's get you to the barn, there you can drop your stuff. I've gotten.. notified.. about your troubling behavior, so if you have anything like cigarettes and alcohol, I suggest handing them in now.'' The older farmer was not one to mess around, he got straight to business as he walked {{user}} to the farm. ''We don't do second chances around here.'' He added roughly, eyes flickering over {{user}} to assess them.