What's your name?

Chapter 1

"What's your name?"

"My name?" People ask me this question a lot. "You can call me Kio. K?" I smile at that guy and walk away just like I did last night and the night before. This was becoming a habit of mine, ever since I was seven years old.

On my way home I stop in the portable toilet in the park. It only takes a few minutes. Then I am back out and on my way home. Home... I wish I lived someplace else. Some nights I don't go home. Tonight I have no choice however.

I walk down these familiar streets at night and see many familiar faces. The best part is, none of them know that the me now is the same me who taught them a lesson. I have two sides. Two very different personalities. No one knows both sides of me. And it has been this way since I was seven.

I arrive at my doorstep. I am almost afraid to open the door. I take a deep breath and put my ear up to it to listen. Yelling. One, two, three voices all yelling at each other. That means Andy has made our parents angry again.

I sigh and walk around to the back of the house. The back door is always unlocked so I just let myself in. Yep. Lots of loud yelling. I walk over to the stove. No one has cooked dinner yet. That is my job again, huh?

I sigh again and open the fridge. There is some hamburger that Nonna got from the store and some zuchini. I pull them both out along with some cheese and get to work. I cook the burger on the stove until brown and then drain the grease into a bowl. I peel, cut, and take the seeds out of the zuchini. I put the burger and zuchini with cheese back on the stovetop until the cheese is melted.

I smile because it smells good and I am hungry. I look around the corner where all of the yelling is taking place... better not disturb them yet. Especially since it is a Sunday and we go back to school in the morning.

I snake my head back around into the kitchen and walk over to the cupboards above the sink. I take out a bowl and dish some of my zuchini concoction into it. I take a fork out of the drawer and take a bite. HOT! I grab a glass out of the cupboard and fill it with cold water.

I drain the whole cup. Better. I turn around and set my dinner on the counter. It must cool off before I try to eat it again. I look behind me at the sink full of dishes. Sighing I open the dishwasher and begin to empty it.

Yep. This is pretty much my nightly routine. When I finish with the dishes and start the dishwasher, I take my meal with me and go into my room. My room is bright. A beautiful light green color.

I sit down on the bed and look at my phone. My boys texted me. Those two mean everything to me. They are the only real friends that I have. Tk and Cameron are the only people that really mean anything to me. They have been with me since I was seven years old.

The two of them know me as Kio just like that guy in the park. The boys asked where I am and if I am coming out tonight. I thought about the yelling going on outside my door, and figured I would really love to see them. I said yes. I am at home now but will be out to see them in 10 minutes at my neighborhood's entrance to Lion's woods. They both responded with "See you there Kio!"

I met both of my boys in different ways. The three of us were just strangers before I became Kio. I can vividly remember meeting each of them. First Tk, then Cameron. I messed up my hair, locked my bedroom door, and jumped out my window into the night.