A Little Something…

Chapter 1

It was a hot, humid, summer day. Johnny was heading over to Pony's house, since his parents were arguing. Usually he doesn't mind the arguing, but this one he didn't want to be around for. It was worse than all the other arguments and he knew after his folks were done fighting his dad would take his anger out on him… Johnny tugged on his hair as he walked, trying to dry off the sweat on the back of his neck.

"I hate my hair…" Johnny sighed under his breath. When ever it was humid outside Johnny's long, greasy, black, hair would cling to the back of his neck. This bothered him so much. Actually if it were up to Johnny he would cut all of his hair of, just so he wouldn't have to deal with it. But he knew better, he knew it would make the gang upset. Especially Dally, if Dally saw Johnny with out his hair he would throw a fight right then and there.

'Heck, I couldn't even afford a cut anyways.' Johnny thought solemnly. After a dreadful walk, Johnny was getting closer to his destination. All he had to do was turn a corner and walk a little more and he was there, but something caught his attention. It was a girl, not much younger than him, running away from something… but what? It was then that Johnny noticed two things- a bruise the size of a fist on her cheek, and a group of boys wearing madras right behind her.

"Come back! I promise I won't hurt you!" a very rich and very handsome boy named Charlie yelled. The young girl running from him didn't dare look back. It was getting harder and harder for her to run. Her shoes were coming off causing her to trip half the time and her skirt didn't give her much room to move her legs. She needed to at least get a little further if she didn't want Charlie to catch up. The young girl was fast but Charlie was faster. She could hear Charlie and his friend's footsteps right behind her. It was then that she noticed a tan, dark haired boy starring blankly at the event that was going on.

"Help me! Please!" She cried. Charlie was right behind her now; he was trying to grab her arm so the young girl could stop running. The young boy took another look at her and ran off. The young girl stared in disbelief. But it didn't any more if some one helped her or not. She began to run out of breath, her legs felt heavy….she couldn't run any further. She felt someone grab her arm. She looked to see who it was; she knew it would be Charlie. She was right.

"Let me go!" She pleaded. Charlie grinned he was amused at how she tried so hard to get away, but she wasn't getting away… not this time. He tightened grip a little more. The young girl screamed and punched hoping she could get away, but she couldn't. She could hear Charlie's boys whooping and cheering him on.

"Why'd you run huh? I've given you a place to sleep, food, clothes! And for once you couldn't do a simple task right!" Charlie hissed, his smile melting away.

"What! I have to sleep in your basement; you barely even feed me, and you give me clothes that don't even fit!" The girl argued, she had been referring to the scraps of food and the slutty shirt she was coming out of.

"Why…you little!" Charlie yelled. He grabbed her by her shoulders and started to shake her hard. She tried pushing Charlie off but she was too tired. Charlie quit shaking the girl and pushed her to the ground. She landed with a hard THUNK! Her head began to hurt and everything started to spin. Charlie had been screaming at her but she couldn't make out what he was saying. The only thing she caught was, "No good hood!"

The girl knew she wasn't a hood, never was and never will be. Soon she could hear footsteps running towards her. She knew she wasn't hearing things, but what she didn't know was the footsteps belonged to a certain dark haired boy and his friends. The young girl could hear yelling and cursing. She closed her eyes. Someone squatted near her and rubbed her arm.

"Your okay now…he ain't gonna hurt you no more." The person said gently. The girl opened her eyes a tiny bit. She could see a young boy staring at her; he had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes.

"What's your name?" he asked softly.

"L…Luna." she said whispered before she was surrounded by darkness.