Hungry, hungry, hungry. This is my idea of not thinking about food. Oh well. I am not very attentive as I walk forward and bump into someone.
"Sorry," I mumble, generically, not even looking up.
"Hey, it was my fault."
"Okay," I mumble already irritated with the conversation. This is when I look up.
I pause take a deep and finally look up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize how pretty you are, let me say something else."
The girl looks up and smiles. "I know your face, yeah, I've seen you somewhere, give me a minute-
3 years ago...
"You have the right to remain silent. Any thing you say can and will be used against you in court. You have the right to an attorney if you can't afford one..."
I zone out as the officer rambles on. I look up quickly as a girl is carried in. She's Asian with long dark waist length hair and is wearing tattered clothes. A police officer drags her in and sits her down roughly on the bench next to me.
"Next time you want to pull a stunt like this I'd better see an I.D."
The girl rolls her eyes. That is when I decide to help her.
"You wanna get outta here?"

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The Expindables
AksiA rugged, homeless group of teenagers in Manhattan, New York grow up while at the same time, learning to survive.