Hey guys! I would like to dedicate this chapter to 2 people. I was going to dedicate it to them in the first chapter, but then I forgot.
IAmChrisChambers823 and CherryPezFoo
IAmChrisChambers823: She is my bestest friend and that is one of the reasons I should dedicate to her. But she also dedicated to me before and besides, she helps with chapter ideas sometimes. She supports my writing and I support her. Thank you so much Chris!
CherryPezFoo: She has become a great fanfiction friend, has PMed me many times, always said she can't wait to read and review, and been supportive. Thank you so much Cherry for that.
Now for Chapter 2…
I headed out the next morning to explore the town. It was a really quiet, hot day in Castle Rock and now I could get a good look at how it was here.
The streets were vacant, but I didn't want anyone bothering me anyway.
I leisurely walked through the small downtown area to see the shops and what this place had to offer. I strode passed many rusted out old signs, which to me made this town seem like some abandoned ancient place. Only a few of the shops were open anyway, revealing a couple of the citizens of Castle Rock. I hadn't come across any people my age yet, which left me with a sinking feeling in my stomach.
I walked past a diner. I could tell that it was usual a popular hang out but for some reason, the whole town was deserted.
I was thinking this just as I saw someone that caught my eye. He looked to be my age, with golden blonde hair. But it was hard to tell what other features he had because he was running away from someone. I felt suddenly exposed walking down the middle of an empty street with a kid running directly towards me ad someone behind him.
I heard the yelling, "Chambers, you little faggot!"
The guy who was chasing him looked much older and he had dark, gelled back hair.
The kid called Chambers was now only a few yards away and I was planning on swerving to the side for him to pass, but I was stuck to my place.
He almost crashed right into me but his eyes landed on mine just before hand.
"Oh sorry," he mumbled, shocked.
"No problem," I said back shyly, diverting my eyes from his gaze.
His chaser was still coming towards him. He held a pocket knife in his hand and he was sweating so much that I could see the sweat soaked through all over his shirt.
I was expecting Chambers to continue running but he didn't. He stayed right next to me.
"Aren't you gonna run?" I asked.
"Nah, it's fine. He doesn't have the guts to kill me." he was out of breath and I almost wanted to laugh.
The guy with the knife finally stopped in front of us.
"Chambers, you little, you-"
Apparently he couldn't find words.
"Who's this?" the guy asked him.
I felt awkward because Chambers didn't know who I was and I wasn't really comfortable telling this guy either.
He shrugged in response.
"Look, I'm gonna tell Ace about this and he ain't gonna like it." and with that, he walked away.
"Who's Ace? Who's that?" I asked quickly not really caring that I didn't even know the kid I was talking to.
"Ace is the leader of the Cobras. They're a gang, the most stupid ass gang around. That was Billy Tessio. He's mad because I boosted his car with Vern today." the Chambers kid told me.
I gave him a confused look.
"Vern's a friend of mine." he answered my unspoken question, "And I'm Chris Chambers."
He stuck out his hand for me to shake. I took it.
"Are you new here? That's a stupid question. Of course you are. This town is smaller than rat's ass."
"Yeah, I just moved yesterday. I'm not too happy about it but you know..."
"Oh, sorry. Castle Rock sure is one hell of a place to land. It's kinda a shit hole." Chris said with a small smile.
"Yeah, I've noticed." I smiled back, "Well I gotta go. My parents at probably wondering where I am."
"Oh ok, we'll quick piece of advice. Stay away from the Cobras okay? You don't wanna be near those guys." he had grabbed a hold of my arm and looked me in the eyes.
For the first time I got a good look at him. He had gentile green/blue eyes and a kind face. But I could tell he was poor and he had been through a lot. His clothes were old and torn. But he was well built ad strong, tan as well. The one thing I couldn't tell was what had made him so tough, what had hurt him and made him like this. I so badly wanted to know.
"Ok, thanks. Well see ya." I said to him.
"Not if I see you first." he winked.
My heart fluttered for a quick second, but I thought nothing of it.
