Prologue

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I was immersed in my book when my name was called over the loudspeaker, you know the one where everyone can hear? "Jack Davison to the front office please."

    Everyone's natural reaction was what I expected. Kids were staring and whispering to each other, one kid in the back was bold enough to say something "Oooo Jake what did you do this time?" I stared deep into his eyes to warn him about the path he was taking.

    The speaker spoke aloud once more, "Jake davison, If you could please hurry to the office that would be appreciated." I took my stuff off my desk and shoved it into my back not caring about being neat and threw my bag over my shoulder and exited the classroom.

    I headed down the hall throwing my hands into my Lettermans pockets holding my head up high. Not having a care in the world I enter the front office to see..police officers?

    "Excuse me? What's going on? Why was I called here?"  The head police officer whose name tag read 'Chief Elijah Woods' turned to me along with Mr. Henderson the Assistant principal.

    Chief Woods started to talk, "We called you here on an important event concerning your parents." My stomach dropped to my feet. I couldn't hear anything but ringing and muffled voices. "Car-" "-drunk driver-" "-dead-". My eyesight was blurry, the people fading into silhouettes of dark shadows.

    "Can I leave?" My world was fading into gray, color drained from everything around me.

      "I know this may be hard for you-" I cut Mr.Henderson off, I don't have time for his pity, "You are right," they looked at me like I just said something completely shocking, "It is hard, especially since i have a-" my voice choked, I coughed, "Especially since i have a 3 month old sister whos gonna grow up not knowing who her mother is!!"

    They stand dumbfounded, not moving a muscle from my sudden outburst. They look at me scared of my next movement, afraid I might do something, something horrible? I look up from my position at my feet and stare into Mr. Henderson's eyes and take a step back. I head to the door and stop when my name is called by Chief Woods "Kid, I'm sorry but we gotta take you in." I turned around, "I'm 18, I make my own decisions." and with that I walked off without another word.

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