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I sat down at my desk in the middle of class. "Tardy again, Ms Sewall." Mrs. Dripa said slowly. I rolled her eyes despite how tired I was. One thing-no two things I hated about school was the teachers and the Tardy notes I keep receiving here and at home. Well I have two homes since my mother and father live separately because of you-know-what.
The class buzzed again of what Mrs. Dripa just said. "We have a new student." It echoed in my head like it would do in caves. Mrs. Dripa spoke again, "I heard that he was from the eastern Europe. Amazing isn't it?" She asked the class. My mouth was open but I felt a tap behind me so I quickly closed it and looked back.

It was Erma Smith. She used to be mean to me in first grade but when the teachers gave us both time out-since I was the kind of people to use violence-we both looked at each other, then agreed to be friends. Strange huh?

In this case, we always call dips on the new boy coming either in the school or our classes. Both of us are like salt and sugar. Make some kind of food and don't mix us well-we'll get mad at each other. Mix us well together and we unite. "Did you hear that Jane?" Erma asked me. She snapped her fingers when I wanted to answer. "A new boy in town." Erma smiled at me. Fakkkkkke.

Finally the bell rang but Erma left me speaking to myself. "I call dips!!" I yelled behind her. Erma didn't look back but she casually flung up her middle finger. 'Fuck You' I could imagine her saying. I laughed quietly at myself. Oh Jane Adams Sewall, what have you gotten yourself into? I thought as my laughter grew quiet until it stopped.

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I took the public bus for I live far from school. Like maybe a two hour walk, an hour and a half for cars, Buses take about almost two hours and thirty minutes. Worst transfer to school and home ever!! Oh and I'm talking about mom's house not Dad's. Dad's house was about twenty minutes away from school. Today was a Wednesday so I might have an opportunity to get home just a little early. And in Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Fridays was mom. Dad was Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays.

It's kinda sad because my mother and my father got into a fight. It was on a Fourth of July when My mother and I went out for the fireworks. When we got home my father was on a man holding a knife. The man my dad was on top of was my Uncle as in my mom's brother. All fingers pointed at him in court so the Judge declared him guilty but my dad said he didn't do it for it was mom's other brother who knocked him out and killed the other brother, Tom, since he hated Tom and dad. But my dad was a coach for boxing so his story didn't make sense.

Romeo, my mom's brother who dad declared the guilty one was present in the court but declared himself not guilty. We had a security camera at the place we're it was but somehow the camera was gone. It sure was still a mystery till now for it has been about two months in order for dad to prove himself not guilty. He has only two more months. I sometimes help him when I go over to his house, I know he's not guilty for I know my dad well. I knew Romeo well as well.

It was bright and sunny out. I had to form a hat with my hands in order to block out the sun, but letting the back of my hands cook to death. How long was I walking?

"Hey you!! The black dressed one!!" Someone yelled behind me I believe. I looked down at my dark purple tank top with my ripped jeans. Black Vans shoes. My hair was black as well. I looked over my shoulder. There stood someone I didn't know.

"Um..do I know you?" I asked quietly but loudly. The guy looked at me and smiled.

"You're Step-Cousin Paul, he took something of mine and since you're his Step-cousin I'll beat you up instead." The guy said cracking his knuckles. "Guys! Meet the dummy." He waved at some bushes behind him.

About three more guys came out from the bushes. One came up to me introducing himself. "Name's Ren." He said.

Another guy stood up. His blonde bangs fell over his eyes. "Dexter."

"Wasbo." The other red headed guy said.

The first guy who seemed to be the boss nodded. "Alcatraz." He said. In less than a second, they we're around me. I put on my frown. Alcatraz kicked my knee. I fell forward but fell on my hands. Wasbo grabbed my left leg, the leg I use to kick. Dexter grabbed my right arm. My punching arm. Ran punched my back.

I screamed as loud as I could as every punch blew out my life. This was the end I guess. Stupid Paul will pay so badly when I get out of this mess. The most luck I had, they let go of me. I fell on my stomach and looked up only to see a shadow offer me his hand. "Raven it is I." He said. I noticed my vision grow back to normal.

A handsome man stood over me with just a tiny bruise on his cheek. "Are they gone?" I asked as I grabbed his hand. He pulls me up and smiles.

"They sure are." Raven said to me. I return the smile to him.

"Thank you so much Raven." I said hesitating for a while.

"May I join you for the walk home?" He asked me. I noticed that he was still holding my hand. I nodded. We both let go of hands awkwardly and walked to my house.

Who smells love here? Comment if you think Erma will be pissed off when she knows that Jane has met this handsome guy, Raven? Will Raven be at school very often? Is Raven a good guy for Jane?

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