This was it. You had gotten into one too many arguments with your parents, and now you were being kicked out on your sixteenth birthday. Your parents had packed you a bag; you were walking down the driveway. They watched you with cold stares until you were out of sight.

You had no phone, no food, and barely any money. You were trailing down the sidewalk in the middle of the dark, cold night when one person came to mind. Your enemy, Simon. His address repeatedly infiltrated your thoughts.