A small red-headed boy looked up from dismembering a bug. A typical suburbanite neighborhood surrounded him. Green grass, neat lawns, and other small children playing in their driveways. The cul-de-sac he lived in was peaceful to say the least.
What had drawn the small boys attention was a car pulling into a driveway directly across from his house. The Vincent's were home, which was a very rare occurrence. The little redheaded boy almost shrugged it off, when Mrs. Vincent went around to the back seat and opened it to let out a small boy about his age. Nothing was exceptionally remarkable about him except for how skinny he was and the rather large black beanie he wore his head. The redheaded boy was dumbstruck. This kid was new, since he knew for a fact the Vincent's didn't have a kid, did they?
All he knew was that this boy seemed interesting. He got up and ready to introduce himself, when the boy turned and he caught a glimpse of his small girlish face, all eyes and big gap t