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I woke up to Rain, my border collie pup, licking my face. I sat up and it was daylight. I'm glad we didn't have school today. I wouldn't have made it half a day. I thought. I got up & got dressed in a pair of my favorite jeans, a pair of leather boots, a white tank top, my black leather jacket, and put my hair into a tight ponytail. I rode the railing down the stairs. Mom would never let us do that at the old house.
"Come to the kitchen, it's breakfast." shouted dad. I walked into the kitchen. Eggs, bacon, and sausage. We hardly ever have big breakfasts since mom died. I got my eggs and slathered strawberry jelly on them. As we all ate, my dad started talking. "Well, I have to go to work for a little while today, go to a meeting, get my office. What are you doing today kiddos?" he asked. I looked at Paxton who was stuffing bacon into his mouth. I swear, he's 17 and a half and he acts like a fourth grader sometimes. Parker is super mature. I thought.
"Me and Paxton are gonna go explore." Parker answered, shoving sausage into his mouth. I stand corrected. He is still childish.
"What about you Tali?" Dad asked.
"I'm gonna hang out at the Curtis' house today." I told them. "That kid...Sodapop, seems nice." my dad complemented.
"Yeah, I like him a lot better than the last one." Paxton agreed, cracking his knuckles.
"Last what?" I asked slightly confused.
"Last boyfriend. That's what he is...isn't he?" Parker chimed in.
"No. He has a girlfriend, we're just friends. That's all." I corrected, rubbing my neck. I could feel it turning red.
"Okay, well, I have to go to work. If I don't see ya during the day, I want you guys back by 10:30. It's a school day. Paxton, Parker, don't get arrested the first day here. Tali, stay out of trouble." he remarked, kissing the top of my head. He left and Paxton and Parker shortly after, leaving me with the dishes. I left and started walking towards the Curtis'. I could hear a car trailing me. I started running a little faster. I'm in good physical shape, but in no way, shape, or form, am I any kind of runner. Four socs got out of the care and caught me in a flying tackle.
"Well well well, what do we have here? A new greassette." A soc shouted to the rest of them. I could smell the overbearing smell of English Leather. I kicked him as hard as I could in the nuts and one of them hooked me right under my eye. That's gonna be black. I thought. I was on the ground when one of the socs sat on me. He pulled out his blade. My hands were behind me, but I manged to pull my prized blue-handled blade I carried everywhere with me. I could feel the blood running down the side of my face. The soc that was on top of me cut my tank top open. I chose that moment to try to fight him. I threw him off of me, but before I got the chance to get fully up, a soc kicked me hard in the stomach. It knocked the wind right out of me. "Help? Soda! Paxton! Parker! Somebody help me!" I shouted as loud as I could. My voice sounded strangled. The world started spinning and getting fuzzy. The last thing I remembered was somebody picking me up & carrying me.
