Nancy's POV
I was laying in my bed when I heard Mike come home, it was in the middle of the night but he was always out partying or doing his gang-stuff. Our mom was good that way, she never told us what we could and couldn't do. She was nice but sometimes I had seen a flicker of worry in her eyes when she had watched Mike. After all we were all she had; she didn't have any parents or siblings, no relatives at all as far as I knew. It had always just been the three of us, mom, Mike and me.
We didn't have a father, he'd never been around and mom never talked about him, it was a silent agreement never to ask. Sometimes I had wondered if we even had the same father, we looked nothing alike in colours, we had the same build, tall and broad shouldered but Mike's hair was golden blonde his eyes a light blue, I had black hair and brown eyes and my skin was dark. Mom was tall like us but her hair was a dark blond, her eyes hazel and her skin fair. I didn't really care who my father was or if he was even alive, I wouldn't even had wanted to meet him if he was, but I sometimes wondered what he looked like and wished my mom had a photo. She didn't.
Mike was one year older than me but he was very protective of me, he always had been. He was in a gang downtown; the leader was some black haired hood. I didn't know his name, I had only seen him from across a street once, he looked scary. Mike was some sort of number two in that gang. I didn't know what the gang was doing or anything but I wasn't as stupid as Mike thought. I knew that they were stealing things and jumping people but I didn't know just how criminal they in fact were, I guess I ignored all the signs. Mike was always in and out of jail, spending almost as much time in as he did out since he was fourteen. I knew he gave moneys to mom every month and I knew she took it, always smiling at him and caressing his cheek. She worked at a restaurant, waiting tables in double shifts but the wage wasn't enough to support us.
I had wanted to get a job once but she said I'd better stay in school and get myself an education. So I did as she wanted since she never had asked anything of me before. I wasn't a brilliant student but I tried to at least pass the classes. School was ok if it wasn't for the soc's, I didn't like them, they were stuck up teens with fancy cars and expensive clothes who thought they owned the world. I avoided them at all costs, and since I was a girl they didn't give me any trouble. I knew a couple of guy's in my class who always got into fights with them, but I always stayed out of it.
I went back to sleep my head spinning with images of mustangs and sting rays.
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