When your 14 and you live in a little nowhere town right near San Diego, CA (and when I say nowhere I mean nowhere) you probably think you can't get into too much trouble, right? Well I thought that too, until my best friend and I went to a freak show called Cirque Du Freak.
Let's start at the beginning I'm Madison and my best friend is Evin. Before I met Evin I was quiet and I never had many friends. As a matter of fact the most I had in 1 year that I remember was 2. After I met her I changed for better or worse I may never know. I became random and more talkative. I wouldn't have met Evin if I didn't know what it was like to be new in a school and not know what to do. It was in 7th grade that I met her we were heading to lunch and once we got there she didn't know where to sit or anything so I went up to her and said "hey we sit here." I showed her where to sit and we sat together she shared her gummies with me and I shared my tots and we always sat together since.
Anyway I'm getting distracted. So Evin and I were walking home from the mall weighed down with books, clothes, and leftovers from dinner. It was a 10 minute walk from the mall to my house and it was nearing our curfew. "Come on Ev I know a short cut. Follow me," I said as I turned down alley a few feet ahead of Evin. Next thing I know I hear Evin yelling then falling silent. At that point adrenaline was kicking in as I ran back to the mouth of the alley. There I saw Evin knocked out with a figure hovering over her. As the figure stood I realize it was a man in his 20's. Then he ran and in a blink of the eye he was gone.
I ran over to Evin and saw a flier an put it in my pocket. "Evin. Evin wake up!" I called
"What happened?" she asked.
"I'll explain on the way," I said pulling out the flier and looking at it. "Cirque du Freak?" I whispered.