There were guns firing off in Verona the fused between the Capulets and the Montagues being lit once again. This was a common occurrence so you calmly watched from you window trying to guess which were to fall.Something felt different this time a boy caught you eye. He was tall and dark skinned with black micro dreads and a large smile. You plan on making a move on him when the gun fire stops. Time passes; you see him and start to make your move. His friend yelled out to him callin him Mercutio.