Goose had actually spent the evening in the library. He had been an avid reader before he had been sentenced and that passion hadn't deteriorated at all. When the library began closing down, he ambled home to the gang headquarters. The crew was there but they had nothing new to report. With a nod, he crashed on his bed and fell asleep, dreaming about Anna.<br/><br/>It was the dreams of Anna that got him through those first six months of juvie. He needed to survive if he was going to rescue her from their bastard father.  Yesterday, his mental image of her was vague since it had been two years since he had seen her. Tonight, her image was sharp and crisp. Her curves beckoned to him and he could see himself slowly removing each garment from her body as they prepared to make love. Just as their lips were about to touch, he was jarred awake by the alarm clock. Cursing his luck, he got out of bed and did his morning routine. Once he was presentable and his tummy full, he called the gang together and started discussing plans to get some funds. A couple of plans were tossed out entirely but one was accepted and modified slightly. He assigned tasks to everyone and they split for the day.<br/><br/>With his gang out working, Goose began walking back to Anna's school. He had a few hours to get there so he decided to walk instead of taking the bus today. This time, he had a spare jacket with him just in case she needed one again. When the bell rang, he was doing his best to keep the wall in place by leaning against it casually. The same gaggle of girls swarmed around him but this time, a few of them looked at him with something close to fear. He shrugged it off, figuring the boy from yesterday had spread word of his gang membership. As long as it kept them away from him and Anna, he was fine with that. When she started to walk by him, he called out to her, "Hey, Beautiful, want to walk again with me?" The kids yesterday had taunted her so he had an excuse for knowing her name now. It would have been awkward if he had called her Anna before anyone had told him her name. But even if he did know it, he got a kick out of calling her Beautiful because he knew that she was and now he didn't have to hide that fact.