Hi my name is Alex my friends call me Cricket for short (I think). But anyway I love school. You might think I’m a good student with good grades and good personality but I’m not. I’m what you describe as a bad boy. When teachers see me I can see the fear crying in there eyes. You might think I’m a horrible person but I’m not – “Cricket let’s go”! I heard my screw call me I ran towards them.

     James asked “You got the stuff”. “Oh snap” I said. “I forgot it” I said. “Dang man, you always do this” James yelled. If you get us shot I’m going to raise from the dead and kill you myself!!!” he yelled. My gang and I aren’t close at all. We act more like rivals than a pack. We were like a dog pack. But I was the underdog, the weakest, the stupidest, and the ugliest. Compare me to James I’m worthless.

     “Cricket!” I heard Shiloh call me. He had brown hair seemed to be black eyes and a super round head. On the charts of the group he was number 3. He told me I was stupid earlier. So I was sick of him. So right at that moment I slugged him right in his jaw. But it seemed to be not hard enough so I got one right back. Even harder than mine. “ Who do you think you are fool” he said. In fear I got up stared him up and down and left. But I was going to my side of town, so that meant I was running things.