[h2][color=lightseagreen][center] Sheila Horusfall [/center][/color][/h2]

When the boy had said that he was here for attempted murder Shay tried hard to keep her face straight.  Honestly, she thought these people were here for the normal accounts of shoplifting and DUIs but this? She pretended like it was no problem, even though it was bugging her a lot.  Her parents were going to send her here?!
[color=lightseagreen]"Attempted murder...What a crime."[/color] She drawled her words out, taking time with each syllable. 
He was talking about her face now.  She had an impulse to touch it before she realized what he was saying.
What were the rest of them here for?
Were they really con artists?
[color=lightseagreen]"I'm actually here for getting caught racing cars.  Don't know how many of us they have here but I've seen no familiar faces."[/color] Shay had a sudden ache to be back with all of the others, leaning against her beat up racing car with a Gatorade in one hand and a friend's hand in the other. 

She glanced around at the class and found it un amusing so she looked back to him. She hadn't even introduced herself yet.
[color=lightseagreen]"By the way, I'm Shay. Or Sheila, anything's fine.  You can call me Shitface if you'd like."[/color] She allowed herself a laugh at that one, casting one of her numerous smiles at him.
[color=lightseagreen]"Anyways, do you guys do handshakes here?"[/color]
She reaches out a delicate hand towards him.
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