New York looked so sad that morning. It was cold, and the sky was a dreary, dull, gray color. Huge skyscrapers that towered over the city made Ana Lucia feel trapped inside New York. The only sounds heard were the sounds of the wind whistling and the subway roaring. Ana Lucia pulled her hoodie over her head, careful not to mess up her hair, even if she didn't expect to be going anywhere, and continued to walk. This is why I don't go for walks.. Where do I go? She thought for a second o herself, and decided to walk to the subway station, and head back. She would get good exercise, it was a while from where she was standing. She walked along the sidewalk, kicking a samll stone and not minding the rushing people that pushed passed her.

Ana Lucia stared up at the tall buildings. She thought that they resembled her. She was way too tall for her liking. She had lots of things that she hated about herself. She hated the fact that she had really curly hair that would never stay in place and would never straighten properly. She hated that she was a foster child, who has been moved around 7 times ever since she was 3. She doesn't remember her mother, all she knows is what the social worker told her when she moved to her second house. She asked her why she was taken away from her mom. The social worker told her, "She was unfit to take care of you. That's all there is too it, sweetie."

Ana Lucia loved to dance. She loved it with a passion. But she never saw herself as good. She never thought she would be as good as the dancers she admired. She belonged to several hip hop dance groups, but never got to stay for too long due to her moving around so often. She loved her new family, and hoped that they wouldn't take her away again. She has been staying with this family for year now, and has grown to love them.

Ana Lucia heard the subway's roar and rumble get closer and closer. She knew she reached the station. She was about to turn back and head home, thinking that she had a good walk, but hearing some faint sounds stopped her. It was music. Ana Lucia got excited, knowing that someone was performing on one of the platforms. But why so early? It was almost eight in the morning. She walked closer to the sound, trying to figure out which platform it was, and finally saw a group of people crowding around the music. If she wanted to see, she was going to have to push her way through the crowd. She was curious, and she's done it before, so what was the problem? Pushing through the small crowd, she yelled out a couple of 'Excuse me's and a few of some 'Move please's. She stopped while she was finally at the front and saw two boys dancing on the subway platform to music playing from a small boombox.

One was a young Asian boy with almond shaped hazelle eyes. He was wearing a T-shirt with the Emergency Broadcast pattern on it with a bandana around his neck, black cargo shorts, and neon green suspenders that hung down from the belt waist. The other boy dancing along side of him was a tall African American boy wearing the same patterned shirt, black jeans, and a brown hoodie. They were good, like, REALLY good. Ana Lucia stared at the Asian boy and assumed he was around her age, maybe a year older. She was 13, so he was probably 13 or `14. He was actually kinda cute, In Ana Lucia's opinion, and was really talented. Since she danced herself, she was a great judge of character. She knew talent when she saw it, and frankly, these boys had alot of it.

The boys finished their dance and the crowd started to scatter. Everyone got back to their normal routine, but Ana Lucia stayed behind. She was never the bravest one, but gathered enough courage to walk up and talk to the boys. She walked up to the younger Asian boy.

"H-Hey. You guys were really good." She said with a smile.

"Thanks. We work really hard on these dances. But it pays off." The boy replied.

"I can see that. You guys are really talented. I'm a dancer too, so I kinda got into it."

"Ahh," said the boy. "Pretty cool. You got a name, girly?"

"Ana Lucia. But no one ever calls me that. Mostly Bee." she said and stuck out her hand.

"I'm Glitch." The boy said as he took her hand and shook it.

"So are you two," she said and pointed to the other boy. "Like a crew or something?"

"Exactly right, Bee, We're Hi-Def crew!"

"Hi-Def crew." Ana Lucia laughed. "That's pretty creative."

"It sure is."

Ana Lucia smiled and looked over at the other boy. "Aren't you gonna introduce me to your friend over there?"

"Of course!" Glitch took her hand, and Ana Lucia blushed bright red. But Glitch didn't seem to notice. "Come on." He said, and walked her over to meet the boy that was dancing beside him.