When I got to the police station I say there in the cold and dull interrogation room, the cuffs around my wrist and attached to the chair. I was there for 2 hours so my cousin pick me up. My up parents were out of town as of now so he's the one that did.
We get in his Chevy Camaro and we sit in the car for about a minute and he asked me why the hell I did what I did. I told him that he kept picking on me. Even though it's not the whole story I still told the truth. Right? Well I'm young so what do I know. We drove back to Snell. It was about time I got of that hell of a school. Midway Elementary. Worse place for me.
A few months go by and I adjusted to the atmosphere of the neighborhood neighborhood. Didn't know anyone. I guess that's how I liked it. I was fully into technology at the time. That's why I had my share hacking things (oops illegal). Guess that's how I got free food and drinks, and sell them to the kids and/or adults. I never called anything home before. It had been always crime in and out. That's how a lost my cousin Chris. Little I knew he was a criminal. He taught me how to do magic to manipulate people. Best year of my life. This world goes by fast. Me explaining it is the fast part. You either catch the train and hang on, or get left out, but don't worry there's always a way back. I went back to my old neighborhood to do "old business" as we blackjacks say. It's time to use home field advantage. To my benefit. All I need, is a deck of cards, a phone, a little cash, and oh I can't forget, brass knuckles.
It was time to end things with Paul. He's the dealer getting everyone killed. So it was my time to introduce him to my game called "The King of Hearts".
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RandomIn this circle of life and friendship we only had one rule. Don't stab each other in the back. Guess that wasn't important.
