Zero Isn't a Lost Cause.

The day started like any other for me. I wake up go steel some breakfast from an unexpecting store or pocket pick someone for money to buy it. The names Zero, a 12 year old girl and if you're wondering why I am sterling the answer is easy, for the past year and a half I have been living on the streets. After my mother died my father started to abuse me some after a year I got up the nerve to run away. No one has ever come looking for me so I don't really have to much to hide from I just walk the streets as I like. The only thing that I have I the old guitar that I got from my mom befor she died. Life on the streets isn't as bad as people make it out to be. I do the odd jobs here and there never giving out to much info so I don't get dragged away by the cops. Today though something was different, I don't know what, but I could feel it.

As I walked into the park I want to my favorite place, under an old maple tree in the center of the park. I come here often to play for money, and I can tell you I always walk away with something. As I stand in the shade of the tree hiding from the summer sun, an old hat at my feet, I began to play, and like bee's to honey people start to gather. And as people come closer I began to sing one of my favorite songs I have always heard on the radio. Me Against the world

We're not gonna be

Just apart of their game

We're not gonna be

Just the victims

They're taking our dreams

And they tear them apart

'til everyone's the same

I've got no place to go

I've got no where to run

They love to watch me fall

They think they know it all

I'm a nightmare, a disaster

That's what they always said

I'm a lost cause, not a hero

But I'll make it on my own

I've gotta prove them wrong

Me against the world

It's me against the world

All around me I can see both men and women taping their feet to the bet of what I'm playing and loving the sound of my voice. I just give a smirk and keep going on with what I am doing like I don't even see them.

We won't let them change

How we feel in our hearts

We're not gonna let them control us

We won't let them shove

All their thoughts in our heads

And we'll never be like them

I've got no place to go

I've got no where to run

They love to watch me fall

They think they know it all

I'm a nightmare, a disaster

That's what they always said

I'm a lost cause, not a hero

But I'll make it on my own

I'm gonna prove them wrong

It's me against the world

Me against the world

Now I'm sick of this waiting

So come on and take your shot

You can spit all your insults

But nothing you say is gonna change us

You can sit there and judge me

Say what you want to

We'll never let you in

By now there are people already tossing money into my hat, both bills and change.

I'm a nightmare, a disaster

That's what they always said

I'm a lost cause, not a hero

But I'll make it on my own

Me against the world

I'm a nightmare, a disaster

That's what they always said

I'm a lost cause, not a hero

But I'll make it on my own

I've got to prove them wrong

They'll never bring us down

We'll never fall in line

I'll make it on my own

Me against the world

When I'm done people everyone begins to go there on their way, all but one. It was a man about 35 I think, walked right up to me and knelt down to my height. "I'm Mr. Soper" he said in a cheerful tone befor asking "what's yours?" I don't answer at first just stand there sizing him up. After coming to the conclusion that he didn't seem to won't to hurt me and he didn't seem to be a cop I answered.

"Zero" I said I a cool tone.

"Where are your parents Zero?" I froze inside as soon as the words left his mouth, my eyes wiped around looking for the best excape root. He clearly seen my discomfort with the question and took hold of my hands pulling my attention back to him "You don't have any, do you?" again I looked away nervously preparing to bolt in the other direction. He seemed to take that as a no and continued "are you living in an orphanage or on the streets?"

Not even looking at him I answered in a small voice "streets."

"Well Zero how would you like to come live with me?" shocked I looked at him with a questioning look "you see I run the boarding school in this very park and there are plenty of kids your age their, so you can make some friends and don't worry I won't call the police. You don't even have to tell me about your parents if you don't want to. But I have one rule that you have to follow. No fighting at Pinkerton. Deal?"

I thought it over for a moment before smiling and nodding "Deal" it won't be as 'thrilling' as trying to live on the streets but it'll be nice not to have to steal in order to eat. As we walk to the school Mr. Soper begins to speak again.

"Hey Zero" he says and I look up at him still carrying my guitar.

"Ya"

"I don't think you're a lost cause." he answered as he smiled down at me and I smiled back at him.