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JOSHUA ULEY II, OR JOSH AS HE LIKED IT, WAS A REBELLIOUS TEENAGER. Though no one would put his increasing age is the reason behind his bad behaviour. No, Josh had always been a problem child, ever since he was little. It started with the terrible two's, and well it just never stopped. Whether it was acting up in his classes, or picking fights with other kids (mostly those older and larger than him). His parents finally had enough one day. . .
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The whole city seemed to be asleep during these late hours, or at least they were supposed to be. The sky above was shrouded in darkness, except for the large white sphere in the sky, the shine of the stars was overshadowed by the blaring lights of the city a few miles out. The wind blew a soft melody as a group of boys shinned their flashlights out in front of them. Amongst the group, was a boy named Joshua Uley II, at the tender age of fifteen his frontal cortex had yet fully develop for him to realize what he was doing was wrong. No, at the time he believed that his actions were justified as they were "funny".
"Dude, Johnson's gonna flip!" one of the boys barely whispered as he followed the rest of the group. There were five of them in total, including Joshua.
"Johnson's not gonna flip, because he's not gonna find out. At least, no until he gets back from wherever the hell his wife dragged him off to this time." Joshua said, just as he crouched down at took out his tools from his pockets. One of the taller boys, William — Will, held up his flashlight so the boy could see. William had just joined this band of misfits being a foreign exchange student from France.
"Are you sure ze alarms won't go off?" he asked, his french accent dripping from every word that exited his mouth.
"Hey, there's no backing out of this, man! We're already too close." Q nudged the french boy with his elbow, as he chuckled. Q, yes his name was spelt just with the single letter — his parents were ...excentric. Q was an instigator and he knew it. He was the type of person who loved to create drama and was the first to deny any affiliation with it. For boys like William, who was more of a pushover, Q was a very dangerous friend to have.
