"hey have you heard of the rumors about this myth,the legend has it, that if you go to the abandoned art club room you will hear someone chanting, help...me...help...me...help....me over and over again, no one knows how it happened and that's what we are gonna find out, so who up to make friends with this ghost"
everyone look at him like he was crazy
"yeah right"
they all said,
so he pack his things and walk towards the art club as he got closer and closer to it, he could hear the voice but it wasn't saying help me over and over again no
and as the boy look up, he saw a girl, and she said
"hey it's been a long time yuu"
she was friendly,
she was kind,
she was loveable,
she was nice,
she had a temper,
but she wasn't mean,
no, she was just misunderstood,
"hey there coconut, how you been"
and...I know her form the news...
she wasn't a myth..
no..
she someone that died...
11 years ago.
someone that I haven't seen in a very long time,
and when I heard her say coconut..I new...
she
no
he
was....back
"hey... Broski's I been fine,....we miss you"
17 ans, marocaine et turc, Zayira.. une fille complètement perdu sur sa vie, va bientôt être mise à la rue.
Elle va faire la rencontre d'un groupe qui va changer sa vie à jamais..