Amie and Pedro convinced Boris to agree on the idea which was that she brought the boys with her to the streets, her environment. ' Before we leave, I need some sticks and tape- or something sticky. ' Amie said, having an idea to make herself crutches with the sticks and connecting them with something sticky like glue or tape. When Pedro came back, Amie made her crutches and tested them, they worked. So, she instructed the boys how its like being a loner on the streets. In a couple of minutes they were finally out in the road.
' So, you have lived like this for how long? ' Boris asked. ' Six years. ' Amie responded with a sigh. ' I have never missed home. I wouldn't dare go back. ' she sighed ' So, anything with you two? '. ' Apart from being put in an orphanage with a gringo. Good. ' Pedro said with no shame. ' Смотрите, что вы говорите. ( Watch what you say. )' Boris said bluntly. ' My mother's weapon was the chancleta. The worst thing to exist. ' he shook his head with sorrow. As the three musketeers spoke with one another, a guy bumped into the trio and Boris wasn't happy. ' Melvin. What are you doing here? ' Boris said, anger roaring through the words he spoke. ' Who is this? ' Amie asked, raising her bat over her shoulder in a threatening look. ' His enemy, well- one of the many, Melvin Johnson. 'Of course, another gringo. ' Pedro explained as Boris was rolling up his short-sleeved shirt, ready to go fist-to-fist. Amie pushed the two away from each other ' If you two fight,-'. As soon as Amie pushed Boris away, he went behind her and fought. Ten minutes later passed and Boris won the fight. Although Boris had won, he was left with a black eye and scrapes almost everywhere.'Looks like Melvin's turned to an ugly cat now, look at all the scrapes he gave you.'Pedro would chuckle.
The two boys were following Amie, as she told them to. According to what the boys were told, Amie knew someone who could fix Boris up a bit, since he didn't have the strength to do it himself at the moment.When they got to their destination, there was a girl painting some graffiti on the walls with five cats surrounding the female child. ' Hey Mei. Some help? ' Amie shouted, getting her attention. ' Oh, hey Al. ' she said with a friendly smile ' What do you need? '. ' A new friend of mine-' Amie said interrupted by Mei's sly grin and voice' New friend? ' she said. ' Whatever, he needs help,He ain't strong enough. '. Mei took the patient and layed him down and got some bandages and some cream. Pedro seemed to be blushing a bit and Amie nudged him with a grin. ' Cállate Amie. ' he said, frustrated. They observed the graffiti that Mei makes when shes bored. It's actually pretty good for a teenager. Soon enough, After Mei finished up Boris, he suddenly blushed in embarrassment and pushed her aside.
' Shes a friend. ' Amie said to Boris. ' Mei, introduce yourself to these... boys. '. Mei nodded ' Name's Mei Ming. I've known Amie for two years and-'. ' I'll cut you off there. ' Amie said, ,glaring at Mei. Mei had a smile, and it carried a pretty clear message that a shipper would have. ' Night coming in. Could we stay here for a while Mi-mi? ' Amie asked politely. ' Sure. ' she said, smiling. However, she had a plan. As a stereotypical Japanese person, she wanted all the shipping art she could get. They all went to sleep and I'll stop you there, reader, for another chapter.
.~ Thank you for reading chapter two of Broken Bones! You must really like this story if you are reading along. I appreciate you for that. Watch out for chapter three! ~.
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Broken Bones ~ chapter one
ActionThis story is set in the Retro 90's with some teenagers and their life as loners on the streets. They could be considered exotic gangsters with their special bond.