20: Jailbird

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No way I’m really in a cell. I had been telling myself that for the past fifteen minutes but the iron bars, minibed and the single iron table and chair kept bringing me back to reality. Oh my God! I'm really in a cell. I was in my ‘understanding the elements’ class when two guys, whom I had never met before, came to drag me in a none too friendly manner to that godforsaken place. Oh, the things I’ll do to whoever put me in this dilemma. They’re going to regret the day they crossed Troy Sanders. I was still thinking and plotting my revenge against whoever got me into trouble when Victoria entered. “Look Vic, whatever it is they’re accusing me of, I didn’t do it,” I said as soon as she took her seat; it was better to get that out of the way upfront, don’t you agree? “There’s nothing to e

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