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I only joined the gang for popularity, instead I got the opposite. People always tried to avoid me, and my girlfriend, she broke up with me on the spot. My name's Ryan, Ryan Perterson. Im a ginger, though I hate being called that. My red hair smelled like tobacco and other drugs, so my parents sent me to counseling. All he did was tell me stuff I already knew, I knew I was hanging out with the wrong people, I knew I needed to walk away. Now I regret that I didn't.
My thoughts were interupted by a booming voice in my ear. "You guys know the plan? Them girls think they can just into our hang-out and use it for themselves? I'd let them join if they were older, they're too young." It was Randy, the head boy in the gang. He was eighteen, a dropout, and to top it all off, he was on probation. I nodded, I thought we were just gonna trick the girls by pretending to be ghosts or something, but I shouldv'e guessed Randy would do something stupid.
We walked in the back door, as they jumped through the window. I looked at the girls from behind the wall: One was rather short with messy brown hair, one of the taller ones had deep red hair; I guessed she was 'Jake' a strange name for a girl. The two others, one looked like a typical girl: White tank top and a skirt. The other one, she had long brown hair, and a hoodie on. She was the only one I recognized, Anthony's little sister, Morgan.