When it came to acting out, there was no one more skilled than Roxy. She could take the tiniest thing and turn it into the end of the sodding world. She was the queen of dramatics. And lately she had been spending more time making trouble than actually studying. Frankly she didn't think finishing her last year of school was too important. She was going to be a musician, what the hell were her classes going to contribute to that. And in response to being shipped overseas, Roxy had found other ways to act out. Most notably, spending her time with boys who were far too old for her and usually in and out of jail.
A couple days ago, Roxy had sneaked out of her dorm. She had managed to make it to Baltimore. It wasn't exactly the big city she was hoping for, but it was familiar by now. There was semi-huge street race going on and she didn't plan to miss it. Well, she probably should have. By the time the night was over, Roxy's plans had gone right out the sodding window. And now she was pacing her room anxiously waiting for Willow to come bail her out. Normally she would have gotten a hold of Dominique, but this was even too bad for her to want Dom to find out. Willow was the only one who might even remotely understand.