Chapter 1: school

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Mason's POV:

I yawned looking over the bedspread that I call my sheets. The newly day seemed to call for me as the chirping of birds filled the air.

I knew my life was bad at the orphanage but I'm sure that my two friends can make up for that.

I grabbed my glasses, since I'm a nerd and almost blind, and stumbled to the bathroom to wash my almost white face. The paleness of my face is almost like a piece of paper, almost ghostly. My hands Trembled against the faucet as I turned the nozzle, the water splashing against the marble sink.

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Delmi's POV:

I woke up to my parents yelling. Like every morning, I made my bed and walked over to my dresser. I open the dresser and found my friend. A razor. My head said said no but my hand said yes.

"DELMI GET DOWN HERE!" My dad yelled. I sighed, put my razor back and walked downstairs.

Mason's POV:

I ran down the steps of the orphanage the outside world seemed to shine brighter than normal. The birds chirped their song as I grabbed my black and blue bike that seemed to glow and sparkle in the sunshine.

I grabbed the handle a shock starting in my hands sending tingles down my spine. I jumped on the bike peddling towards the meeting place for my friends.

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