Trusting the forbidden

Coffee?

"I want to ask you something", I said reluctantly.

"Anything.", said Lisa.

"What's on 28th January? I know, it's a festival. I mean what will happen between hobos and first class?", I asked her trying to sound trustworthy.

"Well, nobody knows what will happen. But last year it was a thrill.", she said and and smiled dirty."Last year the leader of first class wasn't Tyler but Victor, his brother. He was three years older than him and he was so sly that that night they dashed hobos", she explained and took her fork and pinned it on the table trying to make the story more scary.

"He was?", I asked her confused ignoring her move.

"Victor died last year by a car accident.", she said and continued."Well, that night the festival took place to the Ember Street. The hobos had gone to the festival and the first class invaded to their place. When they got wind of, first class had already gone. Nobody goes there from then on. It's hobos' territory. Then some hobos didn't let it go. They chased them. They made a conflict with cars. That's what happened to Victor. From then on, hobos try to get theirselves back and win a round", she said and made a grin to the last word.

"Well, that's kind of scary.", I said trying not to tremble.

"Yea-, oh hang on a minute", she said and picked her phone which was ringing."Hello? Hey, I'm fine, I'm with Rose, do you want to join us?", she should talk with Amy, judging by her tone of voice.

When she ended the call, after five minutes Amy appeared from outside.

"So guys, what were you discussing?", asked Amy curious.

"I was telling her about last year in Ember.", she said and gave me a smirk.

"Oh yeah. Who knows what hobos are up to? If first class learn what they are going to do at the festival, this could be a blood crash.", said and raised her shoulders."If they learn just a piece of their plans they are dead.", I gulped. What am I going to do now? GOD!

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I closed the door behind me. My mum would be mad because I missed dinner. It was already midnight.  I went straight upstairs to my bedroom. I took my iPod and lied on my bed. 

I heard something from my mothers bedroom. I think she was crying or something. She is not as she was. Not anymore, even Austin dropped basketball. Suddenly the next song on my list brought me tears. I hadn't removed it yet. I should hear my dad's voice more often, his songs give me solutions.

Aloha people!! This is the next chapter, I know it's not big but I can assure you that the next would be bigger. I hope you enjoy :)

                                           Have a lovely day ^_^

P.S. Amy's photo over there ----->