Hi readers! Sorry these two chapter's have been soo short. They get longer after this. Enjoy!


Each day, there was a boy that came in the cafe for a medium coffee and a chocolate chip cookie at exactly 7:30 in the morning. His name was Virgil Hawkins. He was a nice kid, about the same age as Rioko. Every morning, Rie would get his order ready and have it waiting for him when he walked in the door. And today was a day no different then any other. Just as she always had, Rie made his coffee and took out a fresh-baked cookie for him just before he walked in. Virgil walked up to the counter where he greeted Rie with a kind smile and friendly greeting.

"Hi Rioko! How are you today?" His thick, black dreads fell over his soft, African-American face as he spoke.

"I'm alright, how 'bout yourself?" Rie said as she took the money Virgil held out to her.

"I'm good actually." Virgil watched as Rie placed his money in the cash register and calculated his change. "Thanks." he said as she handed him his change. "You have a good day, okay?"

"I'll do my best, you too." Rie said as Virgil walked out the door and waved back as to say he would.

Rie always wondered what kind of life Virgil lived, but she never thought to ask one day when he came into her quant little cafe. Truth was, Virgil's life was completely opposite to that of Rie's. Virgil lived on the other side of Dakota; opposite of Downy Ville, in a nice townhouse with his father and older sister. He led a good life of a free teenager who went to school during the week and hung with his best friend, Ritchey Foley, all the rest of the time. Who knew the lives of these two very different people would soon collide together. See, both Rioko's, Virgil's, and many other teens lives were about to change that very night.