A/n: I forgot to add one to my first chapter, so here it is.

I don't owe.

Simple.

Chapter Two.

If The Dingo were inside of a dictionary, it would probably have to do something with bright lights and flirty teens. The first thing that I noticed whenever I walked in there was that there was always someone inside of the gang in there. Two people who are always in there are Scott and Willie.

These two may not be brothers, but man do they sure act as if they were! They thoughts were always so in sink and they never fought. They were the only two in the gang who could careless about the whole dating ratio. They were about my age, so if I couldn't think about anyone to hang with, I was with them in a second.

I looked to the right and saw Tim with Dallas. Man, I thought they were fighting! One second their best friends, and next their fighting? I remember the night before Bob was found dead, Tim had a huge fight with Winston. Man, their relationship is stupid.

I fought my way through the crowd of dancers and movers and slid in the seat next to Scott. Scott was a real greaser seeing as he greased back his hair and wore leather. Me on the other hand, I didn't. I didn't have enough money to afford leather to I just wore sweat shirts and jeans. Eh? Not so bad.

"Eh man." Willie said taking a drink off of his shake. Chocolate to be exact.

"Hey man. What's up with Winston and Shep?" I asked. I was always interested in their stories 'bout them. In fact, nothing could make me laugh.

"Well man.." Scott drawled, "Shepard hit on Sylvia Last night. I think he hit all the way. But hey! If he did, You us." He took in a deep sigh and rolled his eyes. "I don't think those two could stay mad at each other."

"Yeah man." I said with a smirk plastered on my face, "If I didn't know any better I'd say they were In-Love." Scott laugh and Willie rolled his eyes.

"Tim? The one right there!" He said, shoving his index figure at Tim, who just so happened to turn around. Dallas looked back at the two of us with a smirk on his slimy face.

Tim got out of his seat and slowly walked over to us. I don't think that I ever actually had Tim mad at me, and with his rap street, I wish I would have just kept my mouth shut.

Tim stood at the end of out table, but I didn't keep my eyes on him; I kept looking over at Dallas. He's probably the one who told Tim on us.

"Hey boys." he said. I nodded my head, showing that I was paying attention.

"what yaw walking about?" He said with a scowl on his face. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or just keep my mouth shut, so I just did the easiest; I shut up.

"you." Willie said fastly.

At the same time both me and Scott hit him.

"I could tell. And don't lie, what were you talking about.""well Man." Scott said, "We was talking about you's and Winston. You two friends?" He asked. I just nodded my head, not knowing what to say.

Tim gave us both a weird look before rolling his eyes and returning back to his castle. Me and my friends all looked at each other for a quick second.

That was a close one.

"Well." I said getting up, "I'd love to stay and chat." I smirked, "But, I have stuff to do. Later." I said and strutted away.

In my head I made a mental check List.

[ ] get some caution tape

[ ] Flirt with Angela

And lastly

[ ] Fight Dallas Winston.

And lastly I was off.

To the crime scene I went.