In Hiding

Chapter 3

In Hiding

Chapter 3

(Told By Rocco) Bree oh she annoys me so so so much. People like her annoy me. The way they act so prim and proper, like they know best just because they live in their big fancy houses. They get everything that they want. Sometimes I think that people like Bree should experience the life I live. You know the life that you had a mom and dad that you did everything for and in return they just abandoned you in the middle of the night. No goodbye. No I love you. No i'm sorry. No nothing.

My life is gruesome. I have to constantly find a place to live. Moving from school to school having to find some desperate couple that needed money just to get them to act as Mr and Mrs James ( my parents) to enroll me in a school that I don't even want to be in half the time. Always running and hiding from the cops because i'm at the wrong place at the wrong time. You know I actually never have had to steal anything or break in any where. I don't really know what i'm going to do with my life. But I know one thing i'm going to be something, someone big like a hero or a someone who is really important.. That's why i've gotta keep this job so I can get somewhere in my life unlike  my parents who never cared.

So the very first day we had a computer lesson. We met Joe Stone. We now have an official tour guide that was Joe's assistant. You know why I think Justin was Joe's assistant and isn't still. Because of Dash. I think Joe needed sweet little Justin who loves everything out of the way so he can work on some other plan. I think Joe is some kind of corrupt person. I think it is because of the way he seems. Joe seems so secretive like he's hiding something all the time. Several times on the first day I saw him paying close attention to us. That could be because we are the new people and he has to make sure we are getting proper training. But here's the thing when he wasn't watching us closely he was holding on tight to this folder. Just because of how he acts and a few of the other people that brought this together it makes me think that S.O.W.A isn't really supposed to save the world.

Secrets why do people have secrets.  Sometimes I think I might be paranoid because of how I live. But I have a filling that everyone isn't telling me everything for example Toby and how he talks and acts I think he is trying to fit in somewhere because sometimes he slips up and talks like a normal person. This is something I just get so mad about. Why can't you trust people? Why lie?

I pretty much have gotten good at telling when someone is lying or not telling me everything. Bree always seems like she's holding back. That could be because she takes for ever to answer. Bree always seems confused or like she is trying to figure out something.She does it so much it is almost like she believes everyone is never telling the truth. If that isn't it she might just be scanning every detail of this job so she knows what she is getting herself into.

We have a week and a half left of training. When we are done learning everything we need to know we will be ready. Ready to fight, so we can save the world and make it a better place. Justin is constantly telling us new things. Like to never over step Joe Stone.  Today when we walked passed joe's office I couldn't help but notice it was unintended. No one, I mean no one was guarding it like they normally do. In the corner of my eye as we walked I saw just lying there right on the desk, I saw it. The folder the one he has been holding all day, everyday, all the time. That folder right there I had to figure out what was so important that he showed no one but Dash. So there I was when no one was looking entering into his office.

Breathing heavily now my heart pounding so bad I feel like it could just fly out of my chest. I walk closer and closer to the folder watching my every step  to make any noise. I get there to the desk and my heart stops pounding my breaths calm down but only now I cant breath. I now realize something cold that feels like metal is wrapped around my neck dragging me out a door I did'nt notice before. The one thing that was keeping me from going out of it right then and there was a song that kept repeating the same words over and over. "don't blame it on me dodo." That is all I heard then I was slung landing in bags of garbage the cold metal released from my neck allowing me to finally catch my breath. Chocking at first but I could breath.

I hear the shut of a door. I see it closing. then realizing there's no handle, that I'm lying in the garbage that lays right next to the abandoned house I live in. Whoever threw me out didn't want me to see, they didn't want me to tell. So I won't back today but now I must know what is in that folder.