Differences -Nathan Young-

Chapter 1

Community service how did I get here? First, we were walking out of the movie theater and then second they were running away from me as the police took me away.
I pulled on my jumpsuit then retied my combat boots and made my way outside.
"This is it." Tony our probation worker said.
"This is your chance to do something positive. Give something back." I was standing beside a girl in a tight ponytail and a kid who seemed weird.
Down the line, was a pretty girl who looked like she got every thing she wanted.
At the end of the line was a tall athletic guy, who looked like he was better then everyone.
Beside him was a small gangster kid well a wanna be gangster.
And beside him was a tall guy, with curly hair and was making faces standing ways away from the railing.
"You can help people, you can really make a difference to people's lives. That's what community services is all about. There are people out there who think you're scum, you have an opportunity to them you're wrong." The ponytail girl got a look on her face.
"Yeah, but what if they're right?" Curls said.
"No offence. But I'm thinking some people are just born criminals." He pointed to the boy beside him.
"Are you looking to get stabbed?"
"You see my point?" I rolled my eyes sitting on the railing.
"Your past doesn't matter." Pretty girl's phone rang as she picked it up.
"Doing my community service." She stated.
"Boring as fuck."
"I'm still talking here." Tony said as she moved the phone away from her ear.
"I thought you'd finish." She moved her phone away from her ear.
"If my lips are moving, I'm still talking." He said.
"Yeah, but you could have been yawning, or chewing." Curls said as Tony had enough.
"End the call." She continued.
"Hang up!" He snapped.
"My probation worker."
"You all right, weird kid?" Curls asked.
"Don't be disgusting. Call you later." She hung up the phone.
"I'll rip at your throat and shit down your neck." I groaned yet again as Curls and Gangster kept on fighting.
"Shouldn't be here."
"We need to work as a team... That's enough."
"Can I move to a different group." Athlete said.
"What makes you think you're better than us?" Ponytail asked.
"What is that accent? Is that for real?" Curls asked cupping his ear.
"What, are you trying to say something?" Ponytail said.
"That's just a noise. Are we supposed to be able to understand her?"
"Do you understand that?" She pointed at him.
"I think she likes me!" Curls said pulling gangster into his arms as I groaned walking away.

We were stuck painting benches, I was with Gary (gangster) and Simon (weird kid).
Kelly and Nathan were on the bench beside us and Alisha and Curtis were on the last bench.
"My cap! This is bullshit!" Gary yelled he kicked a can of paint.
He stomped away as I rolled my eyes.
"What are you in for? I'm guessing shoplifting." Nathan asked Kelly.
"Don't act like you know me, cos you don't." She painted the back of the bench.
"I'm just making conversation. This is a chance to network with other offenders... We should be swapping tips, brainstorming, come on what did you do?" Nathan asked her
"A girl called me a slag so I just got into a fight." Kelly told him.
"Was this on the Jeremy Kyle Show?"
"No, it was in Argos." Kelly replied.
"You should have got one of them pens and jabbed it in her eye." Nathan told him.
"What about you weird kid? don't take this the wrong way or anything but you look like a panty sniffer." Nathan said hold up his arms than sniffed.
"I'm not a panty sniffer. I'm not a pervert." Simon said.
Nathan started jerking off with a paint brush making weird noises as I rolled my eyes.
"I tried burning someone's house down." Nathan finished.
"What about you? Princess? What did you do?" I looked up.
"I broke into a jewelry store." I told him.
"Badass." Kelly smirked at me as I thanked her.
"What did you do?" I asked him.
"Me? Oh I was done for eating some pick 'n' mix."
"Bollocks." Kelly said as we both laughed.
"What is going on with this weather?" Nathan asked as we both looked up.
"How did that happen?" Tony asked looking at the kicked paint can.
"I mean, you've been here five minutes. It's painting benches." I shrugged.
"How did you screw that up? You tell me, because I have no idea." Tony said as a ball of hail smashed into a car.
"That's my car!" The probation said as Simon took out his phone and started filming.
"What the hell is that?" Alisha asked pointing.
Another one came down a couple of feet beside us as it went into the garbage can, making it explode causing ice to hit me in the back of the head.
"Everyone get inside!"
We all took off running to get back inside as hail fell down all around us.
We got to the doors as they were locked.
"Open the door." Curtis said hitting it moving back.
The probation worker tried to open the door as it didn't open as I ran a hand through my hair.
"Open the door!" Nathan yelled at him.
"Open the fucking door!" Alisha yelled.
"Don't speck to me like that!"
Lighting crashed down around us throwing us back into the air in slow motion.
My ears rang as we fell to the ground as car horns and sirens broke out.
I groaned sitting up blinking my eyes.
"I feel really weird." Kelly said.
"That would be the lighting." Curtis replied.
"We should be dead." Simon said as I groaned.
"A little reassuring would be nice. You know your fine, looking good." Nathan said.
"Wanker." Tony said shaking his head.
"Did he just call me a wanker?"
"Hey hello?" Nathan asked snapping his fingers.
"Is everyone alright?" Tony asked sitting up.
"We could of died you dick." Alisha said.
"Are you alright? Your acting like a freak." Kelly said.
"Maybe we should call it a day."

I changed back into my outfit before exiting the locker room with Alisha.
"Are we waiting for something?" I asked.
"Probation worker."
"I'm not hanging around for that dickhead." Alisha replied as we left the building.
I walked with Alisha, since we were almost going the same way.
"I never got your name." She said as we turned a corner.
"Oh it's Emily, Emily Brooks." I said as she gasped.
"Isn't your mother like a huge fashiom designer?" She asked.
"Yup, and my dad's a photographer." I said shaking my head.
"Sorry a little bit too excited, I love her clothing line, you look just like her." Alisha smiled at me.
"Thanks." I smiled sadly.
"Well, this is me... See you tomorrow?" I nodded as she went inside.

I sat in the living room watching reruns of Friends, my parents were out of the country and my brother was out partying.
I gave the crew the week off so it was just me.
Ways away was a bottle of soda and I was too lazy to get up and grab it.
I held out my hand and stared at the bottle, thinking it would come into my hand.
'I just want the soda' I thought before screaming.
I stared at my hand holding it was the bottle of pop.
I jumped up spilling the bottle every where as I stared at my hands.
Shaking I held my hand out thinking about my phone as it came into my hands.
"OK, OK. Calm down this is just insomnia, im going to bed." I quickly shut the tv off, running outside.