Sorry so short. The next chapter had to be seperate though. You'll see.
Life went on for Cookie, despite how she felt. Race felt the same though. Except he felt stupid. But life went on. Slowly they became friends, but there was always something there. Something in the shadows waiting for both of them to call it out. Neither did though and life just went on.
There was another fight, which was common for the Greenwich kids. The time to worry was when there wasn't a fight. Someone might be plotting against them.
They fought good though, beat another group of boys. And this time no one had to have stitches.
Cookie spent more time at the old warehouse and Ran would often find herself going there to check on her or talk her into coming back to the house.
It was the quiet time after dealing with an exceptionally percisitant gang of boys, who had finally given up after being soaked so badly that it was a miracle any of them could walk. A quiet time when things were peaceful. A quiet time when almost everyone itched for a fight, or something to end the quiet