User blog:TheToughGuy/A Year At Bullworth for C-Money: Chp. 13

The Start Of A Journey
It's been a few days since I last saw Greg. We're pretty much upset since Brian left to do basic training. I just hope he made the best desicion. I was doing okay. I was not doing well in class for the pass few days. Usually, I made grades right around As and Bs (I'm a really smart person for a trouble-some teenager). But instead, I'm making grades around Ds and Fs. I heard Greg was doing all sorts of shit. I heard he's spraying insults about the Townies and drinking and smoking alot, but I believe those are rumors. But I should known was that was not the time for sorrow and saddness because what was about to happen will be something Greg and I will never forget. I was in the boys' dorm playing on the Xbox 360 till Ms. Danvers said on the intercom, "Clayton Mason, please come to the front office". What did I do now, I asked myself.

When I got to the front office, there was a old man in a black suit waiting for me. On his belt, he had a desert egale and handcuffs. He has to be undercover, I assume. "Hello, Mr. Mason. I'm agent Henry Scott. FBI, we need to talk", he said. "I did no such thing. You can't prove anything", I said calmy. "It's not what you did", he said. "Then what?" I asked. "We just need to talk. Do you mind?", he said. "Sure, we'll talk. What's it about?", I said. "We can't talk here. I'll have to take you to the police station", he said. I then followed him to his car (FBI Buffalo) at the front gates. He then drove us to the police station in Bullworth Town. When we got inside the building, he lead me into the conference room.

(UNFINISHED)