George pushed her hair back from her face as she made the long haul to school, her backpack feeling heavy on her back. She sighed as she passed two guys fighting in the street... it wasn't that she wasn't used to it after her 17 years of seeing people fighting... it was just that her brother had just gotten into a fight the night before, and was now at home with his face severely beaten. She wondered what it was like living without these circumstances. What it was like past the city she lived in...
