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chapter 2: heroes

"Ay John! How you doing?" Joseph asked me with half a donut in his mouth. Joseph is 5'6 in the 8th grade so he isnt the tallest person in the world. We walked and talked for sometime before i stopped. "Joe, you think i can be some type of vigilante?" Joseph stops dead in his tracks and starts losing his shit. "BRUHHHH!" Cries Joseph. "Shut your bitch ass up. I know you aint gonna go around fighting crime. You gonna be dead in the first few days." I laughed along with him. "Yeah just a thought." I said with a grin. But I've thought about this for some time. My grandparents are really rich so my family is stacked with cash. We live in a really big house so i can get my hands on supplies without my parents knowinh because i have some dough myself. We walking in the hallway when Tyson laughs at Joseph. "Look at this mofo dressing like a gangmember. Nigga sit your bitch  ass down." Tyson pushes Joseph into the wall and walks away. I think about doing something about it. But its already over. All anyone does is make fun of other people. They dont have the guts to actaully fight someone for no reason. Joseph looks pissed off. "Imma get him back." Says Joseph with an anger to his eyes. "How?" I ask. Joseph looks at me with a grin. "Superheroes."