Denzel "Dizzy" Banks. Is an sixteen year old African-American. He loves music, gaming, eating, and just hanging out. Yet, his life feels so empty.
Denzel was walking home from his part time job. His was storing money, to go to Japan. He needed time off. Denzel wasn't showing any excitement, because his family was leaving Chicago. He felt so much hatred, yet he was sad, and confused. "Why? Why would they leave me?" Denzel asked himself.
Still walking home, Denzel thought about himself. Then he came to a conclusion. "I don't even know myself...sad." Then he saw his front door steps. he opened the door to see a room full of boxes. "You know I love you right?" Denzel mom said. "Whatever..." Denzel said picking up boxes, to put in the moving van. Denzel was staying home. He had enough money to pay the bills. He felt it was something better in life for him. But not where his mom is going. Then his mom handed him something. It was money, about ten thousand dollars. Denzel wanted to give it back, but she just nodded her head, and went into the van. "How did you get this much extra money!?" Denzel asked. "You're old baseball, and football cards. Who knew those things were worth a fortune." She said. Well that takes the love out of the moment.
Two months later.
Denzel was living his normal life. The life of boredom. It was the last day of school. It was full of year book signing and, other useless stuff. He couldn't wait to get to the airport tonight.
His so called friends just laughed at him when he shared his feelings, and thoughts to them. This lead to much more anger. The trip was sounding better, and better by the minute.
The airport was full of people. Mainly suits. I bought my tickets, coach. I need to be on a budget. The plane was filled with Japanese people. But there was a weird looking group of them. One was holding, a large boom box, but he looked African-American, They was one with red hair. He seemed to notice him. Denzel and the red head kid gave each other intense glares. Then Denzel turned away. It was many more of them like thirty, so Denzel just ignored it, and went to sleep.
Denzel woke, up and caught a cab. He then entered his rented apartment. It was nice; he decided to take a nap. zzzzzz
*Crack* Denzel woke to the sound of glass shattering. "WTF!" Denzel shouted. Then he saw a group of purple colored dudes. "You guys are...ugly." Denzel said. "Grrrr." The purple guy said. "We're Poison Jam!! Give us you're money." A Poison Jam said. That's when the red head kid came in. "Really, am i a weirdo magnet or something, because if I am tell me." Denzel said. The kid sprayed the poison Jam in the face with spray paint. So many vibrant colors, nice. Denzel took the chance to trip the tagged poison jam. The others fled out the window. "I'm Beat, Beat of the GGs." Beat said. "I'm...Dizzy." Denzel said. The two stared at the posion jam. "Get out."Beat said. "Wait, no! You get out. I'm renting this out." Denzel said with rage. Then he heard police sirens. Oh. "I never made it here." Denzel said hoping out the window.
Denzel ran, and Beat was skating next to him. "I've got a place where you can hang, plus my friends got your stuff." It was a kid with a green hoodie hoping from a wire above them. "Yo, I'm Yo-Yo." He said. "I'm Dizzy." Denzel said. Then the guy with the big boom box came out of a ally. "Sup kid! I'm Combo." he said.
"Is this all of you?" Denzel asked. Beat just smirked. Denzel instantly shut up. There was like thirty of them.
Denzel made it to the place where Beat called the Garage. It was freaking huge! "Make your self at home." Beat said. Denzel who had many questions just went to sleep in a bathtub.
Denzel woke up, to see a girl staring him. Ahhh! He jumped up. She just stared at him. She was wearing Black, and pink knee high socks. She wore a black shirt, and pink skirt, and black and pink skates. "Here Denzel." she said like I wasn't worth announcing. She threw me some black and white skates. "Yeah, but first I've got to...Hey! I never told anyone my name?" Denzel said. "I went through you're stuff." she said. Denzel was pissed. "So what's your name?" he said controlling his temper. "Diamond." "Just get ready." She said.
Denzel showered, and dressed, in all black. He then grabbed his Ipod. Then he put on the skates. he skated to the Garage. "Listen Dizzy. You're not going to make it that long here, without friends, and protection." Beat said. "So..." Denzel looked at beat with a curious face. "You're going to join the GGs, Temporarily though." It sounded great to Denzel. "So what do i got to do? A test?" Denzel asked. Beat just smirked.
Denzel with through stamina, which the GGs tested by throwing rocks at you, and wait till you fall. Diamond seemed to enjoy this. Then they put a track down for him. To see how well he does tricks, he was a pro, the best at that. He landed with a 360 invert in front of Beat. "What's next?" he said. "Tagging." Beat said. "Put your name on the wall." Beat said. Denzel looked at the wall, the one before him was Diamond! This motivated Denzel. He didn't know why though. He picked up two spray cans, and shook them. Then he put a Face on it, his. Then put stars around his head. He also put two stereos on each side of the face that had arrows that connected to his ears. Then he put a crescent moon in the background. It was complete.
Denzel was on the road to become complete. "Maybe I should live in Japan." Denzel said.
"That'll be Sweet!" Beat said.
"Yeah it would be." Denzel said.
Beat turned Dizzy around towards the GGs. "Welcome the newest GG… Dizzy!" The crowd of Japanese Rudies went into an uproar.
"You know I didn't agree to this right?" Dizzy said.
"I know. But it was what you were thinking. Plus you already signed the wall." Beat said.
"So no longer temporary, huh?"