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I can’t believe he would do this. I know my recent stunts may have made him look like a horrible father and cause him embarrassment from his colleagues but this is extreme. A private Catholic school what the hell was he thinking. Doesn’t he realize I am gay and gay to them is horribly and morally wrong? He just loves torturing me. I for one am not wearing the stupid skirt. If you haven’t guessed it by now my father is Gabriel McCutcheon. The Gabriel McCutcheon, the supreme court justice, and I am his delinquent lesbian daughter Shane. I know why would you name your daughter a boy’s name and not expect her to be gay but my mom named me that. She died in childbirth having me another reason why he hates me. I still can’t believe this is happening to me. I’m in a limousine on my way to Sacred Heart School for Girls. I’m used to the fast paced life of the city but here I’m surrounding by trees and grass. I’m not happy. I look over to my father and he is on the phone with his subordinates, he doesn’t even notice me nor does he care that I’m leaving for boarding school. I can tell I am an inconvience to him and he just wants me out of his hair. To be honest I’m not that fond of him either. We used to have an understanding you stay out of my business and I’ll stay out of yours. All that changed when I ended up in the papers. The headlines read “How can Gabe dish out justice when he has a wild child” and my face was plastered on the cover. I was dressed in my normal club attire with a girl licking my face and a joint in my hand. He went ballistic and threatened to send me to military school. His assistant though it would be better for publicity if they sent me to a Catholic school. His words were that it would gain points with religious groups. I didn’t care if I went to military school but Catholic school to me was out of the question. But I am only 17 so he has rule over me but once I turn 18 he can literary fuck off.  We pull to a stop out front and it looks like typical catholic school dark and religious. His assistant puts my bags outside and I just look at him with a death stare.  My father walks over to me and gives me a stiff hg. My hands remain at my sides.