The first time they met, was something of a brief moment for the two. It wasn't like they actually met. Just a simple pass on the sidewalk was all it was really. Glitch was running late for school and Mo was on his way to meet up with the crew.

Back then Glitch could've been mistaken for any type of foreign kid. He had no highlights in his hair. No clothes that really made him stand out. No cocky attitude that just made him….him. He wasn't shy or anything of the sort, he was at the time, late.

He shouted a quick excuse me to the tall African American man and was on his way. Mo couldn't have been quicker to move out of the way of the teenage Asian.

The second time they met was at a dance competition. Both were participating but both were in different categories. Mo was in the Crew Challenge wile Glitch was in singles.

The singles were up first. Glitch made sure he stood out among the rest. He wore his favorite green button up shirt contrasting it with his dark purple jeans and his bright, excited smile when he got on that stage. There was nothing to describe the way Glitch when he was on stage. Every time he got on to battle someone it was nothing more than fun.

Fun was the perfect word to describe it and all the crews could tell that this one kid that they wouldn't notice on the street had a voice. A loud, cocky, sweet voice. Who was just having fun? Moving his body to the beat just getting lost in the music. No one existed in that world because it was his and when the music was over he'd be right there to greet the faces of awed people.

He didn't win the battles but he was close. He got second place and he was fine with it. Glitch was more excited to watch the crews. A slight pat to his shoulder brought his attention to a tall African American. His face covered by a hat and his hoodie and his hand ruffling Glitch's hair. He had this beaming smile on his face as he congratulated Glitch on his dancing.

Mo was a character and Glitch began to admire him at once. It was a weird connection that the two had at first. When Mo's crew got on stage to dance, Glitch was lost for words. His face lit up with joy and excitement. His body was bouncing to the beat as he watched Mo dance.

Glitch whined a little when the dance was over but his disappointment was quickly pushed aside as he made his way through the crowd to get to Mo. Nothing and No one stopped him from interrupting Mo and a tall blonde's conversation. The blonde seemed a little peeved with the teenage but brushed it off as he thought Glitch was another crazed fan.

Mo ruffled Glitch's hair walking past him to greet another dance crew. Glitch was anything but pleased. He didn't like being brushed off and he was going to be taken likely by anyone. Glitch waited patiently for the dance competition to be over.

Mo's crew had won and Glitch was happy for them but he wasn't going to let his happiness get in the way of his goal of being notice by his new found idle. Mo headed off the stage and people rushed to greet him. Glitch took his chance to shove the crowd and climb up on the stage. He picked up the microphone making everyone realize the voice he had wasn't just from his dancing, but from his determination to be heard.

"Mo, I challenge you to a dance off!" Glitch shouted. People exchanged confused glances, resting their eyes upon Mo. Mo grinned tipping his hat down and got back on stage.

"Lil' man, you're good, but I'm better." Mo smirked flicking Glitch in the head. Glitch rubbed the spot and glared up at Mo.

"Do you accept?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"No."

"Then yes." Mo grinned and the crowd hollered in excitement. In the end Glitch lost but he made his point. He kept up just fine with Mo until the end and Mo was right, Glitch was good but Mo was better. People cheered and screamed the whole way through, amazed at the one kid who kept up.

Glitch was tired and sweaty, but his smile never faded and it got even bigger when Mo approached him. "A'ight your tight kid. What's your name?" Mo asked panting a little from dancing so much.

"Jordan Claus Chan." Glitch spoke holding out his hand. Mo took it and laughed. He pulled out his cell and asked for Glitch's number. From that point on they've been inseparable ever since.

Glitch's eyes fluttered open, waking to the sound of his alarm going off. He groaned reaching over to shut it off. He stretched and yawned crawling out of bed. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and shuffled to the door. He reached for the doorknob just as his eyes caught something red chilling on the floor.

Something clicked in his mind. "Oh that's right." He spoke. He picked the pack of cigarettes off the floor shoving them under the bed. He deemed it alright to hold on to them for a tad longer. Glitch did his usual daily routine for school. Picking out some clothes for school, going with a white button up and a pair of blue jeans. He checked himself out in the mirror nodding his head approval before grabbing his bag and a quick lunch for school.

Nothing happened on the way to school but the whole time Glitch secretly hoped that Mo never found out what he did.