I groan from the tapping sun light against my face. Ugh how long have i been asleep for? I blink,  shut my eyes and yawn. I manage to fully open both eyes to see TJ smiling at me.
“Ugh TJ don’t be creepy. How long have you been watching me?” i ask covering my eyes from the sun’s rays shinning in my eyes.
“About half an hour,” he laughs.
I hold my hands out to him.
“Come here.” I whine.
He grabs my hands and lifts me up out of bed.
“TJ! Put me down!” i laugh.
He stares into my eyes and smiles at me. His smile is just ugh stunning, everything about him is indefectible. I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a small smile back.
“You always make my morning TJ i swear.”
He smirks.
“Good.”
I hold onto him tightly as we clash down the stairs. He places me down onto the couch and starts walking over to the empty bench. “TJ come back here and pick me up,”i plead.
The couch is soft and chocolate brown. Cords scatter everywhere and hang out of the large black tv. Suddenly TJ wraps his hands around my waist and lifts me up. I smile and giggle holding onto him.
“So we agreed you will eat so.. what do you want for breakfast my love?” he asks giving me a small smile.
“Im not hungry TJ,” i frown.
He puts me down and places a hand on my face.
“You look too pale, more pale then normal, you need to eat. Just try a few bites.”
“T-.”
“Please for me,” he says with puppy eyes.
I don’t know what i should do. I guess I’ll try to eat.. For him.
“Okay i will but you are deciding what to have cause i got no clue.”
He scratches his head and then grins.
“I know what to have,” he smirks.
“And what is that?” i giggle.
He grabs a tin out and passes it to me. It’s yellow and says ‘spaghetti.’ I grab a spoon out of the white neat draw. I lift the metal lid up and take a bite. It dosent taste bad. Its cheesy and tomatoey.
“Good?” he asks. “Yeah.”
Suddenly i hear the unexpected sharp thud of a knock on a door, it was a hollow echo making its way to us. The door suddenly opens and shuts, it’s creaking noise bringing a chill to my spin. It sounds like some dying animal, crying out its pain and sorrow with its last breath.
“Hey wassup dude,” TJ says the stranger standing there looking all awkward.
“Okay Celena this is Ben and Ben this is Celena,” TJ smiles.
Ben held his hand out carefully and unsecure.
“Nice to meet you Celena,”he smiles.
He isn’t conspicuously tall, his features are striking but not conspicuously handsome. His hair is wiry and gingerish and brushed backward from the temples. His skin seems to be pulled backward from the nose. There was something very slightly odd about him, but it was difficult to say what it was. Perhaps its the way he smiles too broadly and gives me the unnerving impression that hes about to tear into my neck.“Is something wrong Celena?” TJ says giving me a suspicious look.
“Oh no sorry,” i laugh sarcastically.
I grab his big unsteady hands tightly and shake his hand.
“You got a nice grip there young lady,” he says all nervous.
“Thanks,” i grin.
TJ links his arm with me and we all walk towards the garage door. The door is scratched and dented with chipped brown varnish, it has a brass coloured lock and a door knob dulled with age and greasy finger marks.
“So Celena you are going to verse Ben in a fight.” He laughs.
Why was he laughing? This is ridiculous, i dont even know him and i dont want to get to know him this is just me and his thing!
“No im good,” i say my cheeks flushing with anger.
He grabs my hand and faces me.
“Why not? What’s wrong?” he asks giving me a worried look.
“I dont know him TJ and im not about to get to know him. I only do this stuff with you,” i frown.
“Just once and lets see how you feel,” TJ says taking my hand.
I nod. We walk into the garage it smelt like sweat and odor. I smirk. That me and TJ sweat. They didn’t seem to notice the smell, maybe boys have senses then girls. I look over to Ben and see him shoving on black red stripped boxing gloves. “Really, you’re going to use gloves?” i laugh.
He looks at me with a funny look and quickly takes them off looking all embarrassed. Damn he kinda Seems dumb to me. But like TJ said, never under estimate your opponent. I walk in the middle of the ‘ring’ and place my hands up. He puts his hands up to his face and runs in for a kick but i grab hold of his ankle and twist him onto the ground. What the hell was this. He gets back up and i fling myself at him and punch him in the head. He covers his two hands over his face like it was going to get him somewhere. TJ begins laughing in the background.
“Okay so does this faggot know covering his hands over his face isn’t going to exactly help him not get fucked up,” i say frustrated.
I bend down lifting Ben up gripping his arm tightly.
“Okay dude, even if someone is stronger then you don’t put your pussy hands over that petty boys face of yours, fight back as much as you can. You’ll be surprised what it can do.”
He looks at me his eyes wide.
“Your amazing Celena how do you know how  to fight like that?!” he shouts amazed.
“Okay, Okay quiet down petty boy. I learnt this stuff from TJ,” i point towards TJ.
I give him a smile and look back towards Ben. I grab his hand and clench it into a tight fist.
“Okay so that’s how you hold a fist, dont leave your thumb hanging out unless your wanting a broken one,” i laugh.
He glances at me and TJ.
“Awe you two are so cute!” he squeals.
Is he a baby? What guy squeals at this age. I roll my eyes.
“excuse me?” i say giving a funny look.
“Yous are the cutest couple ever!!”
“What?” me and TJ say quickly at the same ti e
“W-we aren’t together, you got the wrong idea.” i snap
Suddenly a glass container smashes into the window scattering glass everywhere. My heart pounds as the glass container breaks and a tear gas disperser’s into the room. My mind fuzzes and my vision slowly disappears..