Hey guys! Today is the start of my birthweek! Its on Saturday Im so excited I will be 17! That means Ive been on this sight for 5 years!

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Carlos woke up at 8 the next morning and looked around to see his two friends fast asleep. Apparently they fell asleep in the early morning. He got up and headed towards the kitchen to find his dad reading a newspaper and sipping coffee. He seemed extremely perky for all of what happened yesterday.

"What are you all happy about?" Carlos sounded all depressed as he poured his cereal.

"The cell phones are back on… it's a little different but it will work."

"oh…" Carlos replied not very interested.

"Come on sport, cheer up, we are going to find your frie…." He was cut off by the ring of his cell phone. He looked at and didn't recognize the number. "One minute, son, I got to take this" He said and walked into the other room.

Carlos pushed his half eaten bowl of cereal away from him and laid his head down.

Around five minutes later Mr. Garcia walked in, in a rush. "I got to go, be back at dinner. I love you." He gave Carlos a quick kiss on the head and left.

Carlos looked up at him. "Why are you in such a hurry?" He asked just as his dad shut the door behind him. He shrugged it off and put his head back on the table.

He sat there for a while just staring across the surface of the table, when he heard the front door close. He looked up. "Dad is that you?" he asked.

He got up and walked towards the front door. No one was there. He went in the living room to find James and Logan still sleeping. He shrugged it off and went up to his bedroom to change. He came back down stairs to find a strange man leaning over Logan.

"Hey get away from him!" Carlos yelled. The man looked up at him surprised. His eyes seemed like they were frighten of the young Latino.

James and Logan woke up to Carlos's yelling. Logan looked up at the man with confusion… It was the same one from yesterday.

"What are you doing here?" Logan asked.

"I warned you." He said as his shaky hand reach for Logan's shirt. He man who seemed so weak pulled Logan up by his collar. Logan put his hands on the man's shaky but strong one and the man let go leaving a folding piece of paper in Logan's hand.

He ran out of the house leaving the three boys confused and shocked.

"What was that all about?" James asked.

"I don't know." Logan lied. "I need to go to the bathroom." He said getting up fast and ran to the bathroom. He locked the door behind him and unfolded the piece of paper.

It read.. 'I warned you, Now they are going to be after you. Come to 818 C Road by tonight if you want you, your family and your friends to live. Bring nothing or no one. Tell no one.'

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He only saw this stuff in movies. He thought back to The Guardian, Full Metal Jacket, and Saving Private Ryan.

Kendall was now in a group of guys in the hot sun doing pushups because someone decided to talk back. And for once it wasn't Kendall. He was working his butt off doing all the drills and was tired as hell before 11 came around.

At 11 they all stopped and had a 20 minute lunch and then they were back to running and pushups. That was mainly all they were doing and it was getting old really fast and it was only the first day of doing this stuff.

By 3 Kendall was tired and getting really mad. Why was he doing this? He hadn't seen or heard from his mom or sister since he got here. How did he know they were ok? All he really wanted to do was go home right now.

He stopped running and just stood there, clenching his fist. The rest of the guys passed him, urging him to keep going, but he didn't listen. He just stood there waiting for everyone to pass.

"What the hell are you doing Knight!" The Sergeant yelled. "Keep going you little wimp!"

Kendall turned to him and walked up to him. He was face to face with the guy he hated most here. Kendall was taller than him by 2 inches but the short mans eyes were pure evil, which made Kendall question what he was doing, but he kept his ground.

"I'm not doing anything else, until I see my family… Sir." Kendall said seriously, mocking him at the end with the 'sir'.

"You have no right to talk to your commanding officer like that." He said in a strict voice.

"Well then, I guess you're down one soldier then. Because I'm not doing another thing 'till I see my family." Kendall growled.

The sergeant smiled. "I like you, private. You got a lot of guts. So I'll give you a phone call to your little family." He paused. "Only if you promise to do something for me."

"Anything." Kendall said.

"Now get back to work and you will get your phone call at dinner." He said.

"What do you want me to do?" Kendall asked.

"I'll tell you when the time comes." He smiled and watched Kendall go back to running group.

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Ok so like two more chapters and I will probably get the real action started, and sorry its taking me so long to update… Been kind of over filled with homework but I'm trying my best :)

Sara