This, this is all fucking bullshit. I swear to god if I seriously have to do 200 hours of community service with a bunch of dickheads I'm going to kill myself. I guess it's better than prison but really, community service, what is my life?

I walked up to the community centre just in time to see everybody else there already standing out side with some man talking to them. I walked up the steps and joined on the end next to this boy with black hair that looked far too perfect for my liking.

"This is your chance to show them they're wrong." the man in front of us said, I was guessing that he was the probation worker.

"But what if they're right?" a male Irish accent said, I leaned over to see who had said it, it was a tall boy with a curly mop on top of his head, I will admit he looked quite cute from over here, and his accent was amazing, I'm sure I knew him from somewhere. "I mean, what if some of us are just born to be criminals?" I said 'subtly' pointing to a guy who obviously thought he was a gangster.

"You lookin' to get stabbed?" the 'gangster' said getting rather close to the tall boy.

"See what I mean." this started a little bitch fight between the two, the probation worker attempting to separate them, and miserably failing to do so.

I got bored and decided to text my best mate Amy.

I must have been texting for a good ten minuets when the probation worker decided to pay some attention to the fact that I wasn't in my bright fucking orange jump suit, how could he not have noticed earlier. "Why arn't you changed?"

"Um, cause I got here late." I said with an 'obviously' tone and went back to my phone.

"Go and get changed, and put your phone away!" he shouted.

"Awright." I said and walked into the building to attempt to find the locker room.

It took me at least ten minuets to find my way to the locker room and then I had to find my locker, number 23. I got changed and headed back out side.

"I got done for er, eating some pick an' mix." Irish said.

"Bullshit" both me an a chavy looking girl said at the same time.

They both looked at me. "Wot d'you ge' done for den?" the chav girl asked me.

"Graffiti an assaulting an officer" I said and walked to the bench with the weird kid and picked up a spare paint brush.

"So, what's your name then?" that girl who looked a little like a tart asked.

"Jamie, I prefer Jay, you?" I looked at her.

"Alisha" I looked at the others waiting for a response.

"Nathan" the loud mouth Irish kid said.

"Curtis" the dark guy said.

"Kelly" chav.

"Gary" 'gangster'.

"And you?" I looked at the boy sitting on the opposite side of the bench to me.

"Um, Simon." he said and looked straight back at the bench.

"Right, nice to know who I'll be spendin' another," I pulled out my phone, "199 hours with I guess."

"So weird kid, what did you do? I mean don't take this personally but you look like a panty sniffer" Nathan said making it look like he was sniffing an abnormally large pair of knickers.

"I'm not a panty sniffer. I'm not a pervert." Simon said in an -i guess- angry voice. Nathan continued with his actions by making his paint brush act like his dick that he was wanking off.

"I tried to burn someone's house down." simon said loudly. Nathan let out a lengthy squeak.

"OH MY GOD! I got paint on my cap, this is bollocks." Gary shouted and walked off in a huff kicking his can of paint as he went to have his little hissy fit.

"Well, that's obviously normal" I said and got back to work.

"You've been out here for five minuets, how does this happen? You tell me because I have no idea." the probation worker said as he exited the building.

"He had a bitch fit, not our fault." I said.

Just then I giant meteor/hale stone thing slammed into a car behind the probation worker setting off the alarm of another car that it crashed into with the force of the hit.

"OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" I shouted.

"That's my car" the probation worker said.

"Classic" Nathan laughed to himself. A hail stone launched it's self a few feet behind him landing in the river splashing water over him and myself. "Okay so I'm a little bit freaked out." he said with a scared expression.

"Run, lets get inside!" we all ran after the probation worker to the community centre.

"Open the fuckin' door" Alisha shouted at him.

"Don't speak to me like that!"

"Hey! we might die stop worryin' about the way she's speakin' to ya, you prick" I felt as if I was going to have a panic attack. Suddenly I felt really weird and tingly, my eyes rolled to the back of my head and then, nothing.

I opened my eyes after what seemed like ages.

"A little reassurance would be nice. Your fine. Lookin' good." Nathan said to the probation worker who looked like he was havin' a fit.

"W-Wanker!"

"Did he just call me a wanker?"

"Are you all okay?"

"Are you awrite?" Kelly asked him.

"let's just call it a day, yer" he asked.

We all got changed I was last in the locker room with Kelly. "Do you feel really weird?" I asked her.

"Yer, like, I feel awl tingly, like someone shocked me back to life or sumfin, why d'you?"

"Yer, probably just the lightning though."

we walked out to find everybody else leaving. I stared on my walk home, I noticed Nathan ahead of me so I sped up to catch him. "Hey Nathan." I said.

"Hey to you too." he said with that stupid cocky smirk on his face, that was when I noticed his green eye's I've never seen any like them.

"So, we're walkin' the same way everyday I guess." I said looking away from him and down to my spiked ankle boots.

"I suppose we are. Whats with the top by the way, I didn't think nerds would wear a top like that." he said.

I looked down to my Batman crop top. "What, I can't like comics and look nice at the same time?" I said and looked at him with a smile.

"Well, it shows why weird boy was staring at you today I suppose, he looks like he'd be into all that." I laughed at him. We kept up our conversation until I realised I was in my street.

"Well, it seems you've walked me all the way home." I said.

"I was going to say the same to you." he looked at me confused, I looked back with the same expression.

"I knew I'd seen you somewhere before, you live over there right?" I pointed to a random house across the street from mine.

"Well, you're a few houses away but yer. You don't look familiar to me at all." he said still looking confused.

"Seriously? I mean I've lived here for like five years, an I'm sure I used to see you everyday." I said.

"Nope, your face doesn't- wait, did you used to have red hair?"

"Yer like three years ago." I scoffed.

"I think I saw you once... yer once, maybe. Well anyway my mum will be expecting me."

"Yer, right, well, I'll see you tomorrow then, yer?" of course I'll see him tomorrow, we have community service together everyday.

"Yer." and we walked to our houses.

"Well I guess it's time for me to get ready." I said to myself walking into an empty house.

After twenty minuets I was ready for work. I grabbed my keys and purse off the side and walked out to get the bus.

"MUM! COME ON! OPEN THE DOOR!" I heard. I looked towards the voice to see Nathan kneeling in front of the door. I ignored it, not my problem.

I finally got to work after a shitty bus ride and walked into the back to put away my stuff. Lenny, my boss, came in just as I was about to leave.

"Hello Jay." he said this evil smirk on his face.

"Get the fuck away from me you perv." I said and shoved my way past him but he grabbed my arm before I was out of his reach.

"Why? I thought you like me Jamie?"

"No! Get off me!" I shouted at him struggling to get my arm free. Suddenly I felt really weird and all tingly like after the storm. I saw blue flashes coming from my arm around his hand. He suddenly let me go.

"What the fuck! You freak!" he shouted at me clutching his hand. "Get out! You're fucking fired!"

I walked back past him and grabbed my shit really fast and walked right out going straight to the bus stop.