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People call me JJ, short for Janna Joe. I'm 13 years old. I'm pretty tomboy if you ask just about anyone.

I am a singer. Singing reminds me of my brother. I haven't seen him since I was 3. I also dance. I'm competitive. Sports, don't get me started. Baseball is the top then football, soccer, basketball, lacrosse, tennis. I play everything.

"JJ we found your brother." Ms. Sarah said, she is my druggy foster mom.

"Where?"

"La."

"Give me a ticket and I'm gone." I said. She gave me a ticket and I packed my bags. I had a bus ticket.

"Be careful in LA." My foster brother, Hunter said.

"I'll be fine." I said. He gave me a bag from him and I got on the bus.

I put my beats on and stared out the window. The bus had a bunch of people some kinda creepy.

"This seat taken?" Someone asks, a guy about 15-16.

"Nah, you can sit here." I said.

"I'm Hayes."

"Janna."

"Pretty name. Why you headed to LA?"

"My brother. You?"

"Same. My idiot brother Nash lives out their and I'm going to live with him."

"My brother. I haven't seen him since I was 3. I'm going to live with him." I put my had beats back on and listened to music. I was staring at a picture of me and my brother(pic above).

I fell asleep with my blanket. It was my foster brothers, he gave it to me. The bag he gave me had a blanket, hoodie and some other stuff.

"Wanna hang?" Hayes asks after we got off the bus.

"Sure." We switched numbers and he left once he saw his brother.

"Janna?" A voice asks, I turned and saw......

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