The Heart of Cars

Chapter 13

I sit on the couch again, my mind reeling with memories of River Run, the co-ed juvenile center that is the harshest center there is for minors.

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I sit at a table eating my breakfast quietly, as I do every morning, wondering what today will bring. "So, I heard you stole a car. That is pretty pathetic. Any loser can steal a car." I look up to see a 17 year-old girl with red hair, green eyes, and a smaller build with five or six other girls smirking behind her, matching her facial expression. "Yeah I did steal a car, why do you care? I'm just some twelve year old who will be out of here the same time as you will."

"I care because that can't be true. You don't get into River Run, just because you stole a lousy car."

"Well apparently you can since that is all a did. I stole some guy's car and went for a little drive." I go back to eating when suddenly my tray is pushed to the side. I look up at the same girl with the red hair. "Can I help you?" I say starting to get irritated. "Yeah, you can stop being so disrespectful. I rule this center and I demand respect, Little Girl."

"I don't respect people who don't deserve it. That's how jerks and a-holes get in control." I stand up so she isn't looking down on me as much. She gasps and I feel the sting on my jaw and feel my head whip to one side before I notice her fist heading for me. I wipe away the blood from my cracked lip "The least you can do is take off your home-made ring before you hit someone, that's only fair."

"I don't fight fair, that's why I'm in charge and not you." The doors open and the boys walk in, meaning girls had a half hour before we go outside and are done with breakfast. If I start a fight now, nobody will stop it for another half hour. I sigh. It's too early for this crap. I take a step to go around her and she grabs my arm and pushes me into the concrete table. I cough from my spot on the ground and see there is a little blood with it, whether it was from my lip or not, I'm not really sure. I get up and turn to face her. "That was rude. You should learn your manners." She attempts to punch me again, this time I'm ready for it and duck out of the way and quickly punch her in the stomach. "First of all, hitting isn't nice unless someone hits you first." We start getting a crowd instead of just the stares. I grab the arm she is swinging at me and punch her in the jaw multiple times before she gets its loose. "Secondly, ruining someone's meal is also rude." I stay standing still waiting for her to make a move. She smirks and once she lunges forward, her friends do too. I get a few good hits in and some are on the floor but two grab my arm sand force them behind me. The red-haired girl hits me, in my face, stomach, shoulders, and anywhere else she can. After a few minutes, I use my foot and sweep  one of the girl's legs who is holding me and she falls, letting go of my arm. I quickly punch the girl holding my other arm in the throat and she drops instantly. I turn to face the girl who started all of this. She has a few friends by her but they look less sure now that they can see how pissed I am. I take a step forward and one girl does as well. I grab her arm and twist it so it breaks and hit her face against the table. I keep doing moves like this until it's just me and the redhead. "Thirdly, don't mess with someone who can kick your a$$." We start throwing punches and kicks at each other for a little bit. I make her fall to the ground and pin her down before I start punching her, I keep punching her until I get dragged off by the officers who are there to take the girls outside.

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