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Damon
9 years ago
(Damon is 15 and Karolina is 14)

Bonde, curly hair. Pink lips. Straight, small nose. Slim but round face. Gray-blue eyes. The smile........ Only one who wanted to spend time with me, who fought for talking to me, who didn't betray me or left me of their own choice.......

"Hey, D, are you going to cathedral today?" Kai pulled me out of my thoughts. "Yeah, why?" I blew out the smoke of my cigarette "My mum made me go there and confess beafore new school year starts..." I rolled my eyes "...and I wanted to be a good son so I agreed" he ended his sentence.

I looked at him with a 'tring not to laugh' face "Yhg, when will you go there?" He continue talking to me with irritated voice and slight blush on cheeks. Pussy. "I don't know. Propably something aurond 3:30 pm? I don't know exacly when they want me there" I put cigarette again in my mouth, enjoying the taste. "Why do you always didn't give a fuck about anything?" Michael add, staring at me from the front mirror.

My eyebrowes frown in confussion. "Whaaaat? I do care about some things?" I wasn't even sure my own words. "Besides you guys, I give a shit about........ emmm.......math?" Will, was sitting next to me, barely manages not to laugh. The rest had the same reaction.

"Damon you can't call fucking with teacher, giving a crab about subject" facts but this time it was different. A guy taught me math. An old guy. He could bearly walking, every time when he coughed every one thought about 'what if he died right now?'.

The car went silent. They were waiting for my anserw. I just narrowed my eyes and looked to the front where my eyes met Micheal's. "Ey, isn't teaching us math Mr. Benson, by the chance?" Will asked. "What?! Why I forgot about that?!" They started laughing. I stayed silent. "Sorry man, I didn't mean to say that" Michael excused himself still laughing with the rest.

I blew out the smoke, fealing like I can't brath anymore. My brath quickened and Will notice that. "Ey man, everything's fine?" I could bearly see him. I shaked my haded tring to make disapear that fealing. I clenched my jaw and swallowed the lumb in my throat "yeah, you just must learn your doggy gow to sit silent and don't bark couse chihuahuas are looking good only in the gold diggers bags." Will and Kai burst out laughing but Michael inhale sharply and shifted in his seat.

"Mayby we can drop you guys off to cathedral, it's getting closer to 3:30" Crist let out after sitting in silents for past few minutes. The car started to driving. We were sitting on a road between Meridian City and Thunder Bay so it's something around thirty minutes to cathedral. We're be late. Amazing. Gabriel won't be happy.

I stared to the front finding Michael's eyes looking at me from time to time. I winked to him at which he tore his gaze off and stopped looking towards me. I hurt him that much? How weak Micheal Crist can be? I was thinking for a while but nothing showed up in my head.

It's not like I hate him, just sometimes he's pain in my ass. He's tring to control me. Trying. No one can control me, I'm like the darkness, you can't control me and trully see me, unless you want to or know how to, like her....enyway.

Everyone of our group is different. Kai is the smart one, Will the crazy and partying one, me the one the whole town is afraid of and Micheal is the 'leader'. (Image Damon saying that woth litle girl's voice).
Every of us is unique, maybe besides Michael he's even more hard to read than am I! Or mayby it's only my view? He's kinda good in basketball. Anyway, everyone of the four horseman is special in their own way and no one can arrgue with that. One can argue with us couse if they try they will loose, we are too powerfull together. Me as a son of the richest man in this town and media moghul in one, a grandson of senator, second the most richest family here, son of entrepreneur and son of banker. No one can defeat us. Maybe this two last proffesions aren't that scary but it doesn't matter we are untouchable and invincible.

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