Chapter 2

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Today's been fairly normal. Well, as normal as it can get. I've only had to dodge a few gang members, but I mean, what do you expect when you live on the street. Luckily, my dad taught me to fight when I was young, so I can hold my own.

I'm walking down to a small little diner on the end of the block. The owner's a friend of mine and helps me out when it comes to food. I work little side jobs so I'm not starving or anything, but it definitely helps to not have to worry as much about food. He also just takes care of us in general. He says we're like his kids. He's schooled all of us. He's extremely smart. He could've done anything he wanted, but after he retired, money didn't matter to him. He decided to open up a small diner and take care of kids that needed him.

I walk in the door and the owner, John, welcomes me in. I sit down and he's already got plates out for me and some other kids. The twins, Taps and Mike, sit next to me. I don't have a lot of friends, but I'd consider them my friends.

"So..." Taps starts. "How many fights did you decide to pick today?"

I roll my eyes. I don't pick fights. They just kinda come to me. I can't explain it. I get attacked on a daily basis. I've only lost once. Taps and Mike had to save me. If they'd hadn't been there... I would be dead.

"Two," I respond pointing to my black eye.

"Ouch," Mike says.

"You should see the other guy," I say laughing.

Taps and Mike both laugh and shake their heads.

"You're gonna get yourselves killed one day. You know that right?" Taps says with a concerned look. The twins are like my older brothers. They're eighteen and both about 6'1". They've looked out for me since I was about 7... when mom died... and dad... well, that's a long story.

"That's what I have you for," I tell him elbowing him. He smiles. I know he's worried, but I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do. I can't change my circumstances. He tries his best to protect me, but he knows he can't control everything.

We're about to leave when the door opens. A man in a suit and a man and woman both in black walk in... with Quake...

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