Love, Live, Punch...

Enemy Gangs and Picking up Soup.

Hi! This chapter and the next one is Joe's POV.

Our gang was tired. We were laying about in our hide out when news got to us. Another gang had our old gang leader in it. He was a rubbish gang leader, so they were our enemy gang. A gang we could take. Finally. I was ready to go out and fight them right then and there, but the slackers were tired. I sighed and went to bed, telling everyone to leave. They all left with haste, ready to get to bed. I got changed into my PJ's and slipped into my bed. I hadn't realised how tired I was. I was asleep in seconds.

The next morning, I went out to get some groceries. Even gang leaders had to shop, I thought. I arrived at the grocery store and began shopping when a girl was slammed into me. She had fallen and dropped all her groceries. She sighed and looked up at me. She was the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen.

"S-sorry," I stuttered.

"Not your fault, I was the one who fell." She said, getting onto her knees. I dropped down too, helping her.

"Here," I said, handing her some Organic Tomato Soup. At least I wasn't the only one who ate that.

"Thanks, you don't have to help, I can handle it." She said. Her voice was like a birds song, her lips full of life, but it was her eyes that caught me. They were the most beautiful shade of blue, but they showed a confused expression.

"I want to, anyway, what's confusing you?" I asked. Her head flew up.

"How did you know I was confused?" She asked.

"Your eyes gave it away."

"That's no surprise," she said, looking away. I had an urge to tell her I loved her and to hold her tightly in my arms. And I didn't even know her name yet.

"My names Joe, by the way," I said. She smiled, looking back at me.

"Heather,"

"Nice to meet you Heather," I said as we both got up, seeing as we'd finished picking her stuff up.

"Nice meeting you Joe," she said, "but I have to go now, my Mum will be back soon."

"You live with your Mum?"

"I am only seventeen, Joe." She said and my heart sunk. That meant she was still in school. I couldn't date a student.

"When will you be eighteen?" I asked,

"Tomorrow." She smiled and my heart lifted and relief washed all over me. I only had to wait a day.