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I started by scooping out the local schools. I wanted to find a kid who would be gullible and hopefully have gullible parents. I quickly found the perfect kid. His name was Jared, and he didn't seem to have many friends, that would make it easier to get close to him. I took a few days to observe him first, and then I decided to implement my plan.
The next day, I went to his school playground just before recess. I noticed he would usually sit on the school steps and either talk to someone or watch the other kids play, so I planted myself there. When he came and sat beside me, I started a conversation.
"Hello." I said casually.
"Hey." He returned back.
"You go to school here?"
"Yeah, why, don't you?" he asked sarcastically. He gave me a strange look.
"No, actually, I , um, just moved here. Uh, a few days ago." I made it sound like I was making up the excuse as I went along.
"You're parents haven't enrolled you in school yet?"
"I don't have parents. They died a while ago. You know, in the riots."
"Really? Where did you move here from?" he asked, incredulous. I quickly thought of a city devastated by the Pulse.
"San Francisco."
"How did you get here?"
"I hitchhiked. I started out about a month after the Pulse."
"It took you a year to hitchhike across the country?" he sounded like he was getting sceptical.
"Yeah, I did more hiking than hitching rides, you know, so few people have cars now."
"Yeah, ours stopped working after the Pulse, but Dad's close to getting it working again. Oh no, I have to go!" he said as a bell rang behind us. "Will you be here at lunchtime?"
"Yeah, I have nothing better to do."
"Alright, bye!" he turned and ran up the steps. I smiled to myself. I knew it would be easy to get a roof over my head.
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I started by scooping out the local schools. I wanted to find a kid who would be gullible and hopefully have gullible parents. I quickly found the perfect kid. His name was Jared, and he didn't seem to have many friends, that would make it easier to get close to him. I took a few days to observe him first, and then I decided to implement my plan.
The next day, I went to his school playground just before recess. I noticed he would usually sit on the school steps and either talk to someone or watch the other kids play, so I planted myself there. When he came and sat beside me, I started a conversation.
"Hello." I said casually.
"Hey." He returned back.
"You go to school here?"
"Yeah, why, don't you?" he asked sarcastically. He gave me a strange look.
"No, actually, I , um, just moved here. Uh, a few days ago." I made it sound like I was making up the excuse as I went along.
"You're parents haven't enrolled you in school yet?"
"I don't have parents. They died a while ago. You know, in the riots."
"Really? Where did you move here from?" he asked, incredulous. I quickly thought of a city devastated by the Pulse.
"San Francisco."
"How did you get here?"
"I hitchhiked. I started out about a month after the Pulse."
"It took you a year to hitchhike across the country?" he sounded like he was getting sceptical.
"Yeah, I did more hiking than hitching rides, you know, so few people have cars now."
"Yeah, ours stopped working after the Pulse, but Dad's close to getting it working again. Oh no, I have to go!" he said as a bell rang behind us. "Will you be here at lunchtime?"
"Yeah, I have nothing better to do."
"Alright, bye!" he turned and ran up the steps. I smiled to myself. I knew it would be easy to get a roof over my head.
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