Hey Everyone! I'm finally back! I've missed you guys! I know I completely suck as an author because I haven't been keeping up with my story, but here is the official rewrite of my very first chapter! Sorry in advance for any misspelling or grammar errors! Ally carter owns the Gallagher Girls series and characters! I own nothing! Here it comes!

Screech! I press the gas as I turn the speed away from the pursuing officers. Four miles left until I cross state lines. Three miles. Two miles. Three police cars come to a complete stop in front of me, blocking my only exit. My car makes an abrupt stop. I get out and run. I can make it. I'm almost there. Suddenly I'm brought to the ground with a powerful force. Cars are stopped all around me, and people are watching as I am handcuffed and put into the back of an officers' cruiser.

I'm so unbelievably pissed! I was almost out of this ruddy state! From the freeway I'm brought back to a police station, where I am booked and put into a cell. "It's nice to see you again Cameron" one of the officers, Officer Jeremy I think, says to me in a snarky tone. "Shut up dumbass" I say as I lean against the bars of my cell, "Unless you want me to beat your ass again, you donut-eating son of a b*tch".

"I don't know what you'll be able to do from inside a cell, lunatic", he says brazenly. I swear, when I get out of here I'm gonna rip his puny ass apart. I watch as he retreats to his office, and I sit on the bed in my cell, looking for a way out. I can't wait until I get out of this sh*t hole so I can go back to my friends. I mean I have friends in here, but what trouble can I cause in jail. Besides making shanks for the gang members, promoting violence, fighting, and using my hidden file, which was just confiscated, to get rid of the bars so I can get the hell out of here.

I guess now is as good time as any to introduce myself. I'm Cameron Morgan. My mom, aunt and brother call me Cammie. I'm kind of scared of my aunt. If she knew I was in jail again, she'd beat the crap out of me. Along with the rest of my family. I have a slight personality disorder, and I've often been told that I'm a lunatic. If only you knew.

I laid down on my bed and rested, in about four hours (I counted) I heard keys jingling outside of my cell. I saw that dumbass officer at my cell door. "Congratulations, Cameron, Somebody posted your bail", he said in a gruff tone, "I hope I never see you in here ever again". "Yeah, whatever Jeremy, see you next week", I said mockingly. I stepped out of the small cell and walked down the hall following the officer to my freedom. When I saw who it was that paid my bail, I was scared as hell. My aunt Abby.

"Can I go back to my cell now?" I asked the officer timidly. "Hell no, I want you out of my station", he said as he pushed me out the doors of the station. "Get in the car" was all my aunt said. Aw hell. I'm in deep sh*t. "so Cameron, I heard you started a riot on a college campus, and got arrested for resisting arrest. Vandalizing a police car and assaulting an officer. All of your time in that juvenile detention center apparently has taught you nothing" she said with a defeated sigh.

I noticed that we passed the street that my house was on, that made me start to think slightly irrationally. "Where are we going aunt Abby?' I asked warily. What if she's taking me to the forest to kill me? I unlocked the car door. "We are going to see your mom, Cammie" she said in a stoic manner. Oh. So mom's gonna kill me. Crap. I was just about to open the door and jump out when somebody rose up in the backseat of the car. What the hell! Is he the freaking devil or something? I opened the door and jumped out before I knew what was happening. I landed on the ground with a hard thud. I see the car stop, and the crazy ass demon from the backseat gets out, picks me up and puts me back into the car.

"I don't know if that was a smart idea Joe", she says warily. "I think it was a great idea Abby! Did you see how fast her reflexes are?" He said as he took on a kind of proud tone. This guy is crazier than I am. I think. Is that possible? Since I had nowhere to go, and my phone had no reception where we were driving (so I couldn't even call my friends to rescue me) I just listened to my Black Veil Brides cd (an: My all-time favorite band) 'We Stitch These Wounds) It was the only thing that kept me from going insane. Again.

At some point I guess I fell asleep listening to my music, because my aunt was shaking me, telling me to wake up. "Cammie, get the hell up, we're here" she said happily, "where in the hell is here?!" I ask groggily. "We're at your new school, Cammie", she says with a slightly excited smile. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" I yell at the top of my lungs.

That's all of the energy I have at this point. It is officially 3:27am over here and I've been writing for hours, trying to get this sudden idea out of my head. Please tell me what you think about it. I think it is better than the first attempt. The funny stuff will come later, I promise. If you plan to comment to tell me that this story sucked and say negative things about it. DO NOT COMMENT. If you don't like this story or me, please don't write a review. Just things that you think will make the story better. What should happen next?

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