I was betting my face was still red as I walk to the teacher at the front of the class. She was a bit round but she seemed nice this was in till she sat me in the back of the class with a bunch of snobs and four text books that seemed one hundred pounds each.

"Who are you?" A girl growled at me, her hazel eyes glared at me, I glared back.

"Ryan DiNozzo, who are you?" She smirked and giggled to the girl beside her.

"Natalie May, nice name, btw." I cocked my eye-brow, is she attempting to insult me with short forms? Does she not realize she sounds like a complete idiot when she talks like that? No to mention lazy?

"I know, my mom named me after my uncle who died in the war." I sneered, a angry frown was plastered on my face.

"Oh, where's mommy now?" She smiled giggling some more.

"Dead, she died when I was seven, fell off her horse." I barked at her, now she frowned but not in empathy, in anger.

"Listen DiNozzo! I am the Queen of this school! You better watch your mouth or—"

I cut her off " You'll insult me with short forms? Oh I am scared?" I mocked her, the whole class was listening and laughing at her including the teacher, she huffed and began to whine to Ms. Branson, "Ms. Branson!" Ms. Branson just smirked at her and began to start he lecture.

My phone then began to vibrate:

^^Cha-Cha: What you doing after school?

--Racer**: Nothing really, James Owens asked me to get coffee… You?

^^Cha-Cha: James Owens… The kid in grade eleven? That James Owens?

I could almost hear her freaking out.

--Racer**: Yeah, why?

^^Cha-Cha: Umm, because he's a rich kid! Ditch him! DITCH HIM!

I rolled my eyes but then again, Charlie is just looking out for me and I am new at this school, so I guess I should ditch him, it's not a big lost, I did just meet him.

--Racer: Fine, You wanna chill after school? You, the twins and I? we can chill at my house?

^^Cha-Cha: Sure, meet me outside?

--Racer: Yeah, see you soon!

^^Cha-Cha: Peace.

I put my cell away and looked back at the teacher, this was gonna be a long period.

The bell chimed loudly thus ending the day and I booked out of the classroom and down the hall, I was going to avoid James for as long as possible. I headed outside and waited by the doors. Then I saw a red mustang rush past and I looked into the window, James Owens was driving the car and beside him was Satan's helper, Natalie May.

"You ready to go, Ryan?" Faith asked making me jump two feet in the air, I smiled at her then at Chance and Charlie.

"Yeah, I just gotta call my foster dad to tell him." I informed the group then dialed Gibbs number, I was pretty sure he'd say yes since he said I wasn't grounded but he never said I wasn't still in trouble… Well, it's worth a shot.

The phone rang in suspense before Gibbs barked;

"Gibbs!" I winced a little bit.

"Hey, It's Ryan. Can I bring my new friends over?" I asked sweetly when there was a silence I quickly added, "Abby suggested it."

"Are you gonna do your homework?" He retorted, I rolled my eyes.

"Yes."

"Yes what?" He said annoyed, I rolled my eyes again.

"Yes sir!" I muttered more politely."

"Then fine but cut the attitude." Then he hung up on me… What an ass.

"Come on." I smiled to the gang, Charlie grinned.

"So, where do you live exactly?" Faith asked, I pointed down the street.

"Around the corner and down that street." I laughed as Chance's jaw dropped.

"I would hate being so close." He mumbled shyly, I just laughed.

"So… Why do you live with your foster dad." Oh, touchy subject, I grimaced before answering Chance's question.

"I was seven when my mom died, she fell off her horse and hit her head… She died on impact. Well, my father kept my for a year after before shipping me out to Washington when I was eight because I reminded him to much of my mom. I was there for six years before a murder case brought my older brother to the scene and we met and he was send to question me, well while questioning, I almost got shot and then they took me to foster brother and sisters and my foster dad… It was also weird since I was the prime suspect since I would fight the girl constantly... That's why." I concluded my story just in time since we were in my driveway. I looked at the door and turned in, Charlie, Chance and Faith were in shock from my story. I would be too since it doesn't sound like every new kids story as I walked into the house, I threw my bag to the ground and took my cell phone out, slipping it into my pocket.

"What do you guys want to do?" I asked as I through my backpack beside the door, Chance shrugged and Faith smiled.

"The Shoebox." She suggested, I cocked an eye-brow at here.

"What's that?" I quizzed, Charlie grinned at me.

"It's a club, we can sing tonight, you wanna go?" I nodded vigorously as I grabbed my wallet of the counter and we headed outside.

In large neon lights read 'Shoebox' and we all walked inside, it was dark now but we went out to the mall first to hang out before coming.

"Come on." Chance whispered to me pulling me in. The 'Shoebox' is like a burger joint and a bar mixed but it's just a teenager hang out. A large stage was in the middle, wooden. Rich kids and kids like us were scattered around, we all sat at a booth and a man waltz onto the stage.

"DJ Storm here! And it's time for a song! The spotlight is gonna choose." The light went into a circle and then something blinded me.

"Girl with black hair and white t-shirt." He yelled, I grimaced.

I looked to Charlie, who just pushed me forward towards the stage, I glared at her before walking onto the stage.

"What's your name, little girl?" He smiled at me, I smirked.

"Ryan DiNozzo."

"What song are you gonna sing?" He asked, I thought.

I thought about today and then I decided on: Signs.

"Signs." I whispered, he walked off the stage and turned it on, I began to belt out the lyrics as loud as I can:

And the sign said long haired freaky people need not apply
So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why
He said you look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do
So I took off my hat I said imagine that, huh, me working for you

woah!

Chorus:

Sign Sign everywhere a sign
Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign

And the sign said anybody caught trespassing would be shot on sight
So I jumped on the fence and yelled at the house, Hey! what gives you the right
To put up a fence to keep me out or to keep mother nature in
If God was here, he'd tell you to your face, man you're some kinda sinner

Repeat Chorus:

Sign Sign everywhere a sign
Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign

Bridge:

Now, hey you Mister! can't you read, you got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat
You can't even watch, no you can't eat, you ain't suppose to be here
Sign said you got to have a membership card to get inside Uh!

And the sign said everybody welcome, come in, kneel down and pray
But when they passed around the plate at the end of it all,
I didn't have a penny to pay, so I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign
I said thank you Lord for thinking about me, I'm alive and doing fine

Sign Sign everywhere a sign
Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign

Sign Sign everywhere a sign
Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind
Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign.

With a smile, I glanced at the crowd then walked off the stage then my phone started to ring, I walked out of the bar and answered.

"House of Whopper! What's your beef?" I laughed into the phone as Tony slurred.

"Yo, Ryan! What'd up?" You could tell from his voice that he was drunk, very drunk.

"Where are you?" I snapped, I hate when people drink, it reminds me of things.

"Unno, the Camel's Water or something." He giggled at me, this made me more angry.

"Who is with you?" I asked sweetly, he laughed again.

"TIMMY!" He yelled, I heard laughing in the background and a slurred 'Hi Ryan.'

Gibbs was gonna kill him.

"You guys stay there, okay?" Tony yelled an okay before hanging up, I ran back inside and to the booth.

"I gotta go, shit is happening." I told them what just happened and Chance stood up.

"Here, I help you out." He said walking to the door, Charlie winked before we ran out of the 'Shoebox' and down the street towards the Camel.

We went inside the bar and imminently saw my brothers running amuck, I rolled my eyes and pulled them outside – which was way harder than in looked – just to figure out that the buses are out of service, I looked at Chance.

"What are you gonna do?" Chance whispered to me, I took a breath.

"The most dangerous, scary, stupidest thing I could do." I muttered, Chance gave me an odd look.

"What? Drive the car home?" He suggested, I shook my head.

"Though, that is a good idea, no. I'm gonna call Gibbs." Chance's eyes looked confused, I just shook my head and called Gibbs.

"Gibbs." He barked.

"Gibbs, it's Ryan. I have a situation here." I whispered.

"What? What's wrong? You okay?" He voice got think with concern.

"Yeah, umm. Tony called me and he was at a bar and he and Timmy are drunk and I don't know what to do since I was at the 'Shoebox' singing with a couple friends. We at the Camel's Water… Help." My voice was trembling since I was a little afraid of what Gibbs was gonna do.

"I'll see you in a second."He growled hanging up, I winced in pain for my brothers.

They were walking, talking, drunken, deadmen.