Diego P.O.V

I saw my brother talking to the new girl. He put his arm on the wall I knew that meant. He was going try to get her attention.

I reached to my backpack and grabbed hoodie and put it on. I put on my gang's outfit. I put my headphones began to listen music.

I began to hear their conversation without intention.

My brother spoke, "Hey how about I give you a ride to your house."

She responded, "Well I can walk which is no problem."

"Listen to me I know you are new here. But there gangsters in the streets. They would do bad things to you."

"Well when I walked to school I didn't saw no gangsters around."

My brother spoke, "What about him?"

The new girl turned around and saw me but didn't recognize me. She couldn't see my face. I knew my brother doesn't know that I'm in a gang.

I began to walk in the street. As I was hearing the conversation.

She spoke, "Yeah I guess you are right."

I saw my brother opened the door for her and she got in. Yep I know my brother he would began to look like a gentleman then doesn't care anymore. The new girl got his attention very good.

They drove off to her house. I began walking to the gang place. Why they don't love me? Why am I such a burden to them? What I did wrong to them?

Not long I was at the gang place. Saw my partners were getting a cookout. Which I didn't had a good food for a while.

They call me scarface. Because I have a scar of scariness when they look hard on me which I scare them without saying anything.

One of spoke, "Scarface. I saw a new girl but she damn beautiful. I guess she goes to your school."

I spoke, "Yeah I meet her. She feisty when mad but cute when she is shy."

"It a match for you scarface."

"Don't get your hopes high. My brother has her attention."

"Why don't you fight for her?"

"I suggest to keep your mouth shut."

"Sorry scarface."

"Don't worry I won't end you."

"Thank you scarface."

I was there sitting watching the fire of the cookout. I didn't show any happiness or smile. The only thing I showed is coldness and anger. The gang knew that how I am. Even though I didn't show a smile they knew I care for them.

We began eating, the food was good. They began to chat about school and what they did. As I began to hear their stories.

At sunset I spoke, "Thanks for the cookout guys. See you all next time. Behave."

They spoke, "Next time scarface."

I began walking home which was four mile walk. My parents didn't cared if I get there late because to them I wasn't existed only to my brother.

As I was walking back I noticed a girl in front of me. Still wearing my gang's outfit.

Then she started walk faster from me. Which she saw me a gangster. I didn't cared who run from me because I don't care for them.

I kept my pace without speeding up. The girl turned around and saw me walking in a normal pace.

I was getting closer to her to test me if I'm going to do anything. Which I just walked passed her. She didn't saw my face because of the hood.

I sense that she was surprised that I didn't did anything. After half a hour I heard someone pace coming faster from behind.

Then the girl was walking right next to me. I sense that she is scared of something. The more I notice I started to think it was the new girl.

Which it was actually was the new girl. We didn't said a word to each other. We continued walking on the sidewalk. Then there was man in front of us. I began to walk in a different direction. The new girl quickly followed me.

I notice that the man was following us. I was walking to dark neighborhood. Then there was a dead end but a fence.

I turned around and the man was in front of us. The girl began to grab my arm for safety.

I quickly grabbed the new girl and put her over the fence so she can be safe. I was ready to fight.

Within seconds the man was beaten to half dead. I began to walk home wondering she is safe. Then I took off my gangsters outfit and got inside of home.

The next morning I walked home with usual clothes. The new girl comes next to me.

She spoke, "Hey guess what?"

"Don't care."

"Well you have to listen to me. There was gang member who saved me from a man in the afternoon."

"Inspiration story. Why you walk alone in the afternoon in the first person? You're luckily that gang member didn't hurt you because they are rare."

"Well I wanted to go to John's house but I got lost."

"Nice of him."

She spoke, "He is really nice to people. He is determined to anything. The gangster was like protecter."

"Maybe you wouldn't see him often. Don't get your hopes up to thank him."

"It sounds like you know him."

I spoke, "He's a friend mine. We don't talk much."

"Oh. Can I get your name?"

"Diego."

"Mine is Shira."

The thing is Shira doesn't know that I'm actually him who saved her. Why she kept talking to me like I was her friend. Who am I really? A protecter? A friend? Or something else?