Lane DeGregory: LAKELAND
They had just finished lunch, were just crumpling paper napkins into trash bins, when the call came through the school speakers:
“Will the following girls please report to the conference room . . . ”
The teenagers looked at each other. What was going on?
“Lindsey,” said the voice coming through the speaker. A girl with green bangs hung her head.
“Spring,” the voice continued. In the corner of the lunchroom, a 15-year-old huddled behind her black curtain of hair. Dark liner smudged her eyes. She looked as if she had been crying.
The voice called several other names. Finally it said: “Chayna.” A girl with a short ponytail cringed. The look on her face said: What did I do now?
They trudged into the conference room, 10 girls wearing a kind of slacker uniform — jeans and flip-flops and baggy school T-shirts. They dropped into swivel chairs around a long table.
A whiteboard listed some of the things that could get you in trouble here at PACE Center for Girls: “Racist slurs. Smuggling drugs or weapons. Bad behavior.”
On another wall, a framed print showed a dirt road winding beneath cherry trees. The picture carried a quote from Norman Vincent Peale. “People become really remarkable when they start thinking that they can do things.”
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