"Is that really the only thing you can think of that would get you in trouble?" Lydia drawls, casting her eyes heavenward. "Flip a table or something. God, I thought you were supposed to be an actual delinquent, not a juvie wannabe. Show some creativity, will you?"
She's teasing him now, a little. "The point is, like I said, if you don't want to be here, obviously you don't have to be. There are plenty of people here who do. Cleatly at some point you had an option and you chose this. So instead of being a jerk to everyone, take advantage of the opportunity. Try and get some friends, people who'll have your back. The only one who's going to make this place miserable for yourself is you. But I mean, if you honestly think state of the art tech, a swimming pool, a top notch athletic program, and better food than you're ever gonna find in any juvie hall is really worse than actually being in juvie? You're probably better off there. But I'm gonna bank on you not actually being an idiot. Go ahead though," she gestures vaguely toward him. "Prove me wrong."
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She's teasing him now, a little. "The point is, like I said, if you don't want to be here, obviously you don't have to be. There are plenty of people here who do. Cleatly at some point you had an option and you chose this. So instead of being a jerk to everyone, take advantage of the opportunity. Try and get some friends, people who'll have your back. The only one who's going to make this place miserable for yourself is you. But I mean, if you honestly think state of the art tech, a swimming pool, a top notch athletic program, and better food than you're ever gonna find in any juvie hall is really worse than actually being in juvie? You're probably better off there. But I'm gonna bank on you not actually being an idiot. Go ahead though," she gestures vaguely toward him. "Prove me wrong."