His smile made Kitâ€™s heart skip a beat. No one had ever smiled to her like that. She stared into his light brown eyes (couldnâ€™t really tell from the picture sorry if I messed up on the color).<br/>"Hey are you OK?" he asked. And when she didnâ€™t reply he asked, â€œCould you help me up?â€<br/><br/>Kit immediately jumped up and helped get him to his feet. Her hand lingered on his and her heart thumped wildly. Letting go she turned around abruptly, walking fast with fist clenched and face heated up. Kit walked onto the sandy area and went to stand near a girl with light violet hair. She caught glimpse of another guy with black hair walking in-between the building when she looked up.<br/><br/>She turned her head slowly around to see the gray-brown haired boy and their eyes connect. She quickly diverted her eyes and turned to the girl next to her, waving a hello and kept to herself. Her demons would not stop laughing.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>He scanned the upcoming kids and sighed slightly when he saw one walk off for a short while and come back. He only guessed what kind of trouble he would be getting himself into in the near future. Jarred began to walk in the black haired boys direction, catching a glimpsed at his name that settled with the picture that matched this boyâ€™s face on a chart he was handed. Mark Duncan.<span style="font-style: italic">Age 17, birthday March 3rdâ€¦</span>Jarred always read little about who he was dealing with until he was by himself.<br/><br/>When he approached Mark, his hand automatically went to his gun; he smelled the scent of marijuana on him, â€œEmpty your pockets, boy.â€ He ignored the noise from the other boy that had past him.