Chapter 1

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Sam
"FUCK!" I screamed as the wind hit my face. I looked back to see the police cars chasing after me with their loud stupid ass sirens. I made a quick turn on my motorcycle and went up a ramp. And went straight up a billboard sign. I went straight tumbling down the billboard sign and was right in mid air. I know what your all thinking "WHAT THE HELL IS SHE THINKING?!" Or nah. But I've done this 32 times my whole life. I looked back to see the police cars not there. Good grief or I would've been killed. I looked up to see my house right in front of me.
"IM HOME CAM!" I screamed while getting off my motorcycle and hiding it. I never take off my helmet or it just ruins my identity from the cops.
"IM WITH MY FRIENDS SO SHUT UP!" Cam shot back at me.
"OR NAH!" Someone said back.
"Great one Nash." I mumbled.
"Where's mom?" I asked.
"She's at work." Cam said.
"Take off the helmet." Someone begged.
"OR NAH!" I said. I sprinted upstairs with a bottle of orange juice and some cut up pineapples.
"Finally... Back at home." I said. I took off my helmet and let my brown hair flow out.
"Woahhhh." Someone said peeking their head through the door. I snapped my head around. Great... It's stupid old Taylor.
"Get out of my room." I said calmly. I mean everyone should know not to come into my room without asking permission.
"But I don't want tooooo." He said whining like a baby. I ran at him and when he saw... He ran.
"GET BACK HERE CANIFF!" I screamed. Then everything (or my whole life) went tumbling down.

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⏰ Last updated: May 19, 2016 ⏰

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