"Sorry officer I think you're mistaken. Hap ain't got no kids" Clay chuckled at the officer with the most amused smirk on his face.
"Don't think they believe 'em sis. Maybe we should bust out of here while they're distracted make a break for it back to Bakersfield." I don't say anything to him just watching the news unfold outside waiting for hell to break lose. Unfortunately, my silence must have been all the confirmation Mason needs to twist around and start pounding on the window with his feet in hopes to break it.
See, Mason's crazy. Not to say we both aren't a little crazy, I mean our fathers the Tacoma killer and our moms a drugie so we were doomed from the start. Sometimes I think there's a side to Mason just itching to get out, I'm not sure what it is yet but it's there.
"They're not letting us out of here yet, he could always decide to let the system take us and move on" I tell mason in hopes to get him to calm down. We're already in cuffs for "causing a scene" yeah okay buddy, you grabbed me. That was your first mistake.
Mason sighs from exasperation and turns to me, "I don't think he'll do that. He always was a penny pincher. As soon as he finds out about the stipend to take care of us for awhile he'll take us in. It's only a year and then we're 18 and we'll go back to how it's always been"
Whatever they're talking about out there seems to come to a close. Or they're just coming to tell us it's off to the group home for a year. I turn towards Mason and ask, "You and me against the world"?
"You and me against the world."
A/N
Hey guys! This is my first ever story and feel free to call it crap! It's been bouncin around in my head for 2 years now so I figured screw it! Let's see what happens. Leave comments! Thanks loves!