B.S.D. Broken, Shattered, Destroyed

Sitting still on the couch with a hand on his ear was a little brown boy with a round nose and heavy brown eyes waving back at Amar. Amar walked over to the little boy "What's good." said Amar. No response came from the little boy. "You gonna be alright here. Just don’t eat anything in my room and we’ll be cool," said Amar. Nho put one fist up to Amar. "Bet, contracts in effect," replied Amar. "Great whose ready for Rasta Pasta!" asked Mr. Cash. "Rasta pasta you say? Oooh, Nho you best hope I don’t eat it all." Walking out of the kitchen with two bowls of Rasta pasta Amar gave a bowl to Nho. "Amar are you ready?" asked Mrs. Cash. "Ready for what?" "The next surprise. Were moving out of Thurnford into Red Canshal city. Don't worry it's after your senior year of high school," said Mrs. Cash. Chewing with a mouth full of Rasta Pasta Amar looked up at his mother. "I'll wait till your done. Glad you got manners would've popped you two if you spoke to me with a mouth full of food," replied Mrs. Cash. "Lucky I hesitated. Sounds good, wasn’t trying to make new friends for a year then be out. Making friends ain't easy." said Amar.

The next day after classes finished up Amar and NiaNia walked together on their way to the future Nurse club. As they made it through everyone was at the table. "Bro that Rasta Pasta and Curry goat put me to sleep last night," said Amar. "Hold up, you didn’t put heads on?" asked NiaNia. "Don’t worry when heads learn how to make it I got yall. I can't right now because I done ate it all." Groans rose from the table. "Aye this the only week I'm allowed to eat meat." laughed Amar. "Peep this thought life gave me another piece of my puzzle." Looking up from his phone Johnathan said "What happened to you, a shawty finally not bothering your line." " Ahhhh. Quit playing with me. You know I ain't got the juice like that!" replied Amar. "Peep tho, guess who moving, and is becoming a big bro?" asked Amar. "You a big bro? Ayyyeee glad to hear for your fam," shouted Dondar. "That’s dope, Amar. Whose the little homie." asked NiaNia "His name is Nho, he's a dope little blasian kid. Quiet, but he be chilling." replied Amar. Before Amar could start his next sentence Johnathan abruptly gotten up from his seat. Heads in the class turned their neck over in the direction of the groups' table to see what was unfolding. "Johnathan you good?" asked Amar. Looking down Johnathan replied, "I gotta make a call real quick." As the quiet began to return a small noise of shouting over the phone began to make an appearance.

After Johnathan left the classroom murmurs began to arise. "Yall know if Johnathan alright?" asked Amar. "Not quite sure, he usually keeps his personal life to himself," added Dondar. "I'll check on him after his call," said NiaNia. As the room door began to open peeking through the door was Jasmine. "I'm looking for the Don!" shouted Jasmine. "He is I, and I am him! What's up beautiful," replied Dondar. Jasmine came into the room leaned over and kissed Dondar. "Princess Jasmine, have you seen Johnathan. Is he still out there talking on the phone?" asked Amar. "I don’t know who told you that you can call me princess, so erase that approval from your mindset. Also if your talking about one of your friends I haven't seen him. There was no one outside of the door when I walked toward the room." "Aye be nice, he was just asking if Johnathan was near Jasmine," added Dondar. "Baby, he called me a princess." "Well you are my princess," said Dondar. "Ugh I'm getting diabetes from yall cup-caking," commented NiaNia.

"Hey Jasmine you hear the news, Amar got a little brother," said Dondar. "Your mom wanted to make another mini version of you, mmm bless her soul," replied Jasmine. "My mom isn't pregnant again goofy, my parents adopted him. He's a chill little blasian kid who doesn’t say much. It could be because of the autism I'm not one-hundred percent confident." added Amar. Looking up from her book NiaNia commented "That’s interesting, it said the majority of those kinds of kids be having special talents in their blood, so be careful." "What do you mean be careful?" asked Dondar. "Sections in history books told about children who were autistic were seen as valuable for their blood in certain cultures. As societies developed the autistic children were being hunted heavily. Governments began to get involved when autistic children were being snatched from their homes. Laws were being put into place and enforced heavily to protect autistic children. There's no proof of it, but apparently, people used to drink the blood from someone whose autistic to gain powers."

"What do you be doing with your alone time?" Jasmine asked uncomfortably. "I like to read and learn about things, unlike some princesses," replied NiaNia. Amar looked at NiaNia and started to laugh "Aye there be some weird people in this world. However, these hands will be waiting for them if they try to touch my family." said Amar. "You ready to put those hands to use huh? Man loves to fight," said NiaNia. "Hell yeah! Peep this, Within a year my body's gonna be a lethal weapon," said Amar as he got out of his seat and began to shadow box. "Boy watch your ass be on some action movie shit," shouted NiaNia. Laughing Dondar added in "Finna see Amar in some, I AM Legend, Will Smith shit." Laughter arose from the table of Amar and friends. As people in the room focused back on the activities and projects one individual was writing down information planning a project for a classmate.

After his senior year of school, Amar went on to work as a residential counselor doing overnight shifts. Leaving work in the morning Amar headed straight home to help his pops pack everything in the moving truck. "It's good to know all the time spent with your aunt and Sensei was time well spent, seems like getting your ass kicked put some muscle on you, buddy boy," said Mr. Cash. "I can't stay weak, gotta get stronger somehow. I gotta be able to stand on my own two feet." Replied Amar as he put the last item they needed in the moving truck. The boys closed the truck door and hopped in the moving van. "Your mom and little brother are already at the house doing their best just to get some things put away. It may take a little while to get used to," said Mr. Cash as he started driving the truck down to Red Canshal. "I can adapt to situations no problem," Amar replied. "Glad to hear that, 'cause you're gonna need an ability like that to take care of your family when you get older. I'll be expecting grandchildren." "Grand what? If I'm not making sufficient funds you gonna be waiting a while. Heathens are expensive. Plus kids are a lot of work, mentally and physically." "Tell me about it, I got one that needed a lot of work and they're still a knucklehead," said Mr. Cash with a trial of laughter following. As the boys were getting closer to the house Amar had fallen asleep in the moving van. Mr. Cash looked at Amar and told him "One day I'm not gonna be here any longer and your gonna have to take care of yourself, whatever comes at you do your best, and don’t forget who you are." Half asleep Amar responded "Have no intention too," before drifting back into a deep sleep.

After making it to the new house Mr. Cash parked the moving truck in front of the garage and woke up Amar. "Aye sleeping beauty you can catch sleep but you still gotta help unpack all this furniture," said Mr. Cash. "Damn that ride was quick, what you do speed to get over here?" asked Amar. "Boy the ride was a solid hour relax. You got a good nap and you young. Go limber up your legs get ready to lift," said Mr. Cash who walked out the driver's side door and began to stretch. Getting out of the car Amar limbered up and helped his father take out the furniture and deliver it inside the house. After hours of unloading furniture, Amar headed out of the house. As he began to walk up the street He saw a couple of people walking towards the opposite sidewalk heading into a house.

Not making eye contact, a pulsating feeling was pressing on Amar. Taking a glace in the general direction of the house he saw people go towards, from different angles multiple pairs of eyes were synced in on Amar. From the window to the door eyes locked in watching the next steps Amar took before the door and blinds shut. " Creepy ass neighborhood, I'm feeling get-out vibes. Let me pick up the speed in my step before they try to ask me about sports," said Amar.

Walking a little farther up the street familiar faces made an appearance. "Whats up Tolins!" Amar shouted as he walked over to them. "Hey, Amar how you doing? What are you doing over in this part of the neighborhood? asked Jacob Tolin."Oh I just moved over here" said Amar. "Where are all the other neighbors at? On a breezy evening like this, I thought I'd at least see some people enjoy the weather." Amar added. The twins looked at each other uncomfortably. "Yeah, Amar you don’t wanna interact with some of the neighbors. We keep to ourselves in this neighborhood." Said Lesley Tolin. "Whys that?" asked Amar. "Well our pops he was a good dude interacted with people generally well," said Jacob Tolin. "However he started going to the neighborhood watch meetings, you know to help be active in the community. We didn’t recognize it right away but he changed," said Lesley Tolin.

"Changed how?" asked Amar. "He started being more critical of people. Like if people didn’t follow his views they're automatically wrong. Placing himself on a higher ladder as if he was greater than anyone who wasn't like him." said Jacob Tolin. "Our mom started to not feel comfortable with our pops, even said he's not the same man she had married. So she kicked him out. Since then we don’t be interacting with our neighbors. Whatever they said or did done changed him. Neighbors in this area are weirdos." Said Lesley Tolin. "We bout to head back home. Our mom baked some sweets. You want in?" asked Lesley Tolin. "Sweets you say, Yeah I'm with it," replied Amar.

Back at the house where eyes watched Amars move, a meeting was being held. A private conference to discuss a plan that took a year to develop. “Are you sure we should do something this drastic?” Asked Mr. Pent, as he sat down at the table with the other neighbors. “They have got to go!” Shouted one neighbor. “Why do they feel it’s okay to come to our area?” Shouted another neighbor. As angry outbursts were being released from the neighbors, one large man at the end of the table stood up. “Alright calm down everyone. We hear your dislike in our “new” neighbors we’ve already planned for this day to come. Let us hope no mistakes will emerge in the plans." said Mr.Tod

“Now pastor, I do understand your concern. We've made a decision that would lead to ending the chapter of some individuals, mmm books. If you are dissatisfied with the action I understand, I'll hold no resentment, and you may leave. I feel however, I feel this is a righteous action we have taken.” Mr. Tod explained, as he walked over to the pastor and placed his hands on Mr. Pent's shoulders. “We don’t know how these individuals act, and according to my son their son is a bad, bad, BAD, luck charm,” said Mr. Tod as he rubbed the pastors' shoulders. Mr. Tod then pulled up a seat next to pastor pent and said "Look at all the unpleasant faces they’ve created just from moving in. Imagine how unhappy our people will be if they stayed here any longer. Once they are dealt with, everything can go back to normal."

After spending time with the Tolin twins Amar came back to the house with sweets from Ms. Tolin. After walking into the house and looking around Amar took in the scenery of where the next chapter of his life will be held. After making sure all the doors were locked, double-checking the sliding door Amar headed upstairs from the kitchen. As he reached the top step he could hear his father and mother talking in his mother's room. Before making it to his room Amar peeked into Nho's room. To no surprise, he saw Nho sleeping in a perpendicular position in bed. Looking at his little brother Amar spoke to him "Any closer to the ground you'd be doing a headstand Nho. A new challenge awaits us. On to our new journey of life Nho greater things ahead."