I must have fallen asleep shortly after my conversation with Dally. My internal alarm clock woke me up at 7:25am, I haven't had much sleep at all. I glanced next to me to see a sleeping Dallas, his legs fully stretched out, his head slightly tilted towards me and his left arm still closely above my head.

Being the nice brother I am, I went out of my way to make as less noise as possible. Tiptoeing out of the room I made my way towards the bathroom to take a quick shower, as I skipped my one last night.

After spending around fifteen minutes in the shower I got out and began to dry my body with a towel. Once I had finished drying, I realized that I had forgotten to get some fresh clothes out of my draws, as I was too focused on not waking up Dally. "Crap" I muttered to myself.

Tightly wrapping my lower half in the towel I exited the bathroom and rushed towards mine and my brothers room, hoping to god he wasn't awake.

And as I suspected, he was awake, propped up on his elbow puffing on a cigarette as usual. I swear he must get through about ten packs a day.

"If ya' wanna stay in your little play group, ya' gonna' have to start building up some muscle, like me" He commented whilst narrowing his eyes at my torso. He just can't help himself. Can he?

He calls my gang my 'play group'. Just because he knows it really pisses me off when he criticizes The Brumly boys. Personally I think our gang could kick the 'Curtis gang's' ass.

"If my gangs a play group then whats yours?" I replied, feeling the anger begin to bubble in my stomach. Whilst doing so, I reached down and grabbed a grey worn out shirt and a pair of black tight bottomed jeans.

"Mine's more of a real gang. Unlike yours." He spat back at me, before putting out his cigarette and walking out the door.

Rolling my eyes, I proceeded to grab some boxers and quickly change into my clothes.

I usually skip breakfast, as most days I feel sick early in the morning. Since I can remember I've always hated school with a passion. But don't get me wrong. I love education. It's school that I hate.

The main reason for my hatred towards school is the pupils and the teachers. My school is full of Soc's. Literally about 80% of them are Socs.

Greasers are at the bottom of the social food chain. Socs being at the top.

Being a Greaser, you get a pretty tough time, whether it being, school, around town, or even passing through the park; you learn to get used to it though.

Quickly putting my socks and worn out converses on, I swiftly made my way down the hall. Back towards the bathroom. Grabbing my hair grease I scooped out a reasonable amount and slapped it onto the front of my hair. Gently combing it back, forming small spikes towards the centre. That'll do I thought to myself whilst looking into the mirror.

After I had finished messing with my hair some more and brushing my teeth I headed off to hell. Oops. I meant school.

School was long, boring and tiring. I'm not really a sporty person so I don't partake in any sports clubs; when that 3:20pm bell goes off I'm out of there as fast as I can.

Most days after school I'll head over to Gekko's to hang.

Let me introduce you to my gang. The leader of the gang and the oldest is Leon Amphilika . Also known as Gecko, nicknamed after his defensive nature. Standing at 6'3 at the age of twenty four with browny blonde hair, defined jaw line and dark brown eyes. In a way, he's the father figure of the gang.

Next there's the Triplets. All identical, practically impossible to tell them apart. Jak, Charlie and Brendon Milts grew up alongside their abusive father, until they were unable to take it any longer. Leon took them in shortly after saving them from being jumped by Socs. All standing at around 5'9 at the age of fifteen, with jet black hair, deep blue eyes and a sprinkle of freckles dusted over their noses. Making them look like butter wouldn't melt.

Second oldest of the gang is Ryan Jones. Mostly known as Reck. He acquired the nickname 'Reck' after surviving an awful car crash when he was seventeen. Although he was in a coma for several weeks, he still made it out. Everyone respects him. Standing at around 6'5 at the age of twenty two he is a few inches taller than Gecko. He has an average build, not overly muscular but not un toned to say the least. His arms are also covered in tattos to hide some of the scars from the Reck, His hair is dirty blonde, alongside his stubble that covers the lower half of his face. And light blue eyes that were once filled with happiness but are now filled with nothing but pain.

There's always that one guy, who can brighten up any situation, no matter the cause. And that brings me onto the third oldest of the Brumly boys. Jake Magnis. Commonly known as Joker for obvious reasons stands at 5'11 at the age of nineteen. Slightly taller than the triplets but smaller than Reck and Gecko. His hair is brown with a red tint to it, not quite a red head, but not completely brown. His eyes show genuine happiness which I respect him for as he has every reason to be cold like Reck judging from the up bringing he had.

After Joker the fourth oldest boy is Michael Francheski, known as Stars. Standing at 6'6 at the age of eighteen. He is the tallest and the tuff'est of the Brumly boys. Most of his child hood he spent in the cooler, after assaulting his teacher in fifth grade. He got his nickname after punching someone so hard, they died on the spot. It resembled a cartoon, where the character sees stars before they pass out. His hair is a dark blonde colour, which he spikes up with hair grease, it's an original hair style which no one dares to copy. His build is large. He resembles a body builder although he never seems to work out too much, I guess it comes natural.

Next is the gangs favorite. Jaxon black. Known by the nick name of Yosh. Standing at only 5'6 at the age of fourteen. Surprisingly Stars was the one who added him to the group when he found him at the age of eleven, deep down, there's still love left in Stars. No one really knows why we call him Yosh, I think Gecko called him it one day and it just kind of stuck. Jaxon has bright blonde hair, you should have to wear sun glasses to look at his hair. With Big bluey grey eyes, and a few freckles dotted on his cheeks. If you were to look at his face you'd think he was so Innocent. I guess he is in a way.

And in joint youngest place is me and Sean Cutforth. Who happens to be my best friend. Sean's nickname is choker, as he went into the cooler at the age of nine after attempting to choke his gym teacher with a skipping rope. Standing at 5'7 at the age of thirteen he is slightly taller than me. His hair is a chestnut brown colour, accompanied by light grey eyes and a scar that goes across from his temple to his hair line. He is not the tuff'est of the bunch, but he can put up a good fight.

And at last, there's me. Jay Winston. My recent nickname is Sheen, because my hair always looks really clean apparently. I'm only 5'6 around the same height as Yosh, maybe a bit taller.

Our gangs like one big family. We look out for each other.

Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind.

Okaaaay! there's chapter two for you! I hope you like. Please leave me a comment telling me if i should carry on or ditch this story... I'm enjoying writing it but i want your opinion!

I'll try and do daily updates, but if not defiantly every other day!3