Snippet #1982895

Ryan was once again home from jail, his parents had bailed him out once again. His lip was bleeding and his eye was swollen shut. He had gotten into bit of a tiff with a fellow class mate and it had not ended well for either of them. This was the fourth time he had graced the jail cell and his parents had enough.
On the kitchen table lay a few pamphlets for a few schools that offered correctional courses and Ryan knew that it was better for everyone. He loved his family and didn’t mean them any harm but he was hot headed and there was nothing he could do about that temper of his. And so after a long talk a school was chosen and Ryan packed his bags.

The next morning he woke up in an unfamiliar room, the bed was too soft and the room smelled too nice. He wrinkled his nose and sat up and saw a small note, read it and sighed. “Couldn’t get me out fast enough huh?” He muttered in a soft voice thick with Irish lilt. He grumbled to himself as he got up and wandered around the room and took in his surroundings. He sighed and went to the window and peered out of it and leaned against the frame. “Welcome home Ryan…”