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"Emm, excuse me? What happened and why am I involved?" I asked, without even bothering about the another agent that was talking some shit on the phone. "Nothing wrong boy, just another suicide attempt." Replied the FBI agent that was driving the SUV. He wasn't that shocked at all. Maybe because he's used to this kind of cases already. "What do you mean? Suicide? But Nathan doesn't have any problems,as far as I know, he's always happy, like real happy!" I replied, trying my best to dig out some dirt from the FBI agent. "Boy, listen to me, you're a guy right?" He seem pissed this time. "Yeah, it's obvious" I replied, trying to sound as sarcastic as possible. "Do you share your problems and feelings?" "What? No! I don't!" I answered in a freaked out voice. "Ah-ha, that's what your friend did boy, that's what your friend did."
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*********************** "You're the city kid who's parents kicked the buck- fuck. I mean shit. I mean hi." He stammers. The entire family stares at Jack in pure horror. I burst into laugher, still to their horror. "Good one." I chuckle. Jack raises his sharp eyebrows. "You're fucked up, City Boy." He says. "Kieran." I say. "Bless you." He responds quickly. "No that's my name. Kieran." I elaborate. "Like the coffee maker?" He asks. "What? No, not Kierig, Kieran." I repeat. "Key ring." Jack says. I sigh. "I'm bein' serious as all outdoors, I can't say it." Jack says. "Maybe because you talk like a weed whacker." I say. Jack looks taken back by my comment. "You're funny. I like you...Kerin?" Jack says. "Keep trying." I say. "Jack, why don't you help Kieran settle into his room?" Roger suggests putting so much emphasis on my name, I almost forget how to say it. "You mean my room? Sure thing, Father." Jack huffs. Wait... I have to share a room with that thing? He looks like he bites. "Don't worry, Kieran. He don't bite." Roger assures me. Did I say that aloud or has Jack bitten in the past? **************************** Kieran's life is in shambles. His parents suddenly die in a car accident and he is sent to his father's next of kin, Roger all the way in Georgia. He doesn't know Roger, He doesn't like Georgia, and worse - they live on farm and Roger has 7 kids. Things don't look good For Kieran until he meets the very good-looking (yet ugly talking), Jack Matthews, one of Roger's 7 children and his new roommate.

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