Hood School

You were walking through the hallway, a bit late for class and worried. Being the transfer student you were, you didn’t exactly know what this new school was like, let alone its schedule.

The school was the talk of the neighborhood. Not for good reasons, though. It was a place where drugs were widely available, and fights broke out daily. The administration turned a blind eye to all kinds of illegal activities, and the students were left to fend for themselves.

At this school, the weak were preyed upon by the strong, and the smart were taken advantage of by the cunning.

Most of the students here are slinging drugs, running with gangs, pregnant, fighting, and other ghetto things.

As you walked in you were hit with the strong smell of weed, vape pens and blood.