A multicolored hair boy got off the bus. Blue, red and blonde all messed up together. He had three tattoos on his arms, was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and a ripped black jeans. His name was Leo. He held his traveling bag on the side, bouncing as he looked around.
He didn't miss that place. Miles of grass and ocasional trees. An old farm house could be seen in the distance. The sky was so clean and blue it was annoying, and it was so silent that you could hear a needle falling.
"This place sucks so much" said his sister, Lena, standing next to him as the bus' door closed and they were left as the only living sould in the set.
She looked a lot like him, tanned skin and blue eyes. She had long blond hair with a sidecut, piercings all over her face, but no tattoos. She was wearing a mid black plaid skirt with chunky boots and a black lace crop top.
They were like two little dark spots in Eden.
Leo was 17 and Lena, 15. They used to live in New York with their mom, but things got complicated. She was found dealing drugs and now was in jail. As they were both still underage, they were sent to live with their grandparents in this small country town.
A white Fusca came to pick them up at the bus stop.
Leo frowned. He had never seen that car before. As far as he knew, grandpa drove a blue Jeep, not that piece of trash. A boy came out of the driver's seat. He had curly black hair and freckles all over his face. He was wearing a baggy mustard jumper and jeans.
"Are you Garret and Kyla's grandchildren?" he asked, looking very nervous. He couldn't stop moving his hands, pushing the sweater, scretching his arm, fixing his glasses or whatever. That kid surely had a lot of anxiety built on him.
"Yes, that's us." Leo answered, hoping Lena wouldn't drop any sarcastic joke over the nervous boy.
"Hm, nice meeting you. I'm Tony. They asked me to pick you up. I'm their neighbor."
"And why aren't they here?" Lena tsked at him.
"Garret is not allowed to drive anymore. Plus, they sold the Jeep." Tony looked a bit down. It was really weird that a stranger knew more about their grandparents than they did.
"And how are we supposed to know we can trust you? What if you kidnap us? What if you're a psycho?" the girl eye threated him.
Okay, now she was definitily being rude.
Leo placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and tried to smile.
"Don't mind her, Tony. I'm Leo and she's Lena. Nice meeting you too."
He couldn't tell if his words had made any difference, because Tony's eyes still looked scared as hell. Who would blame him. Lena knew how to make a point.
"Let's go, then." she pointed to the road.
Tony slowly walked back to the car and openned the back so they could store the bags. Lena dropped hers and went straight to the back seat. Soon they were all in the car and driving towards the town. Tony told them it was a fourty minute drive.
Although the car looked old from the outside, inside it was pretty improved. Instead of the old radio, it had been set up a CD/bluetooth mp3 player.
"You did that?" Leo asked, trying to connect his phone to the bluetooth.
"No, it was my brother. The car used to be his." It was his impression or did Tony looked a bit sad?
"Let me guess: he bough himself a new one and left you the old trash?" Lena took a hint with a smirk.
"No, he, uh, died."
The car went silent for a moment. Well, Leo thought, at least this explains the anxiety.
"And that was a depressing conversation." the girl said after a while.
"I'm sorry for your loss." Leo glanced at him.
"It's fine. It has been two years now." Tony tried to smile.
They spent five awkward minutes in silent before Leo finally managed to connect his phone to the car sound system.
"Since the car is yours, is there any song you wanna pick?" he asked the driver.
Lena rolled her eyes.
"Stop trying to flatter him, Leo. I wanna hear some good music."
"Shut up, Lena."
Tony looked at him for a second.
"Hm, I don't really know a lot of songs, so you can pic whatever you want. But don't play it too loud or the police may stop us."
"Why would the police stop us?" the newcomes frowned.
"It's forbidden any loud noises that may disturb the peace of the neighborhood." Tony said it like he was reading it from a book.
"What the heck." Lena cursed.
"That's a crappy law." Leo pointed out. "It makes no sense."
"Be free to argue with my father, but I don't think it's going to make any difference."
"Your father?"
"He's the minister and the mayor." he didn't seen very proud about it.
That also explained the anxiety.
"Urgh, I'm sorry for you, kiddo." Lena crossed her arms.
"Cheer up a bit, sis. This town still have some hope. After all, we're here." Leo smirked.
"Why do I sense one of your bad plans coming up?"
"Just wait and see. We're gonna free these people."
He could catch Tony's smile with the corner of his eyes. Lena blew into a loud laugh and Leo finally pressed the play.
Guns'n Roses' Welcome to the Jungle blasted in the car, and they happily ignored Tony's protests to lower the volume.
Tony found them funny. He actually just needed to do a few favors for his neighbors in order to gain his father trust again. But now he had no idea of what he had gotten himself into.
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