Chapter 1

Rick was a boy whose path you would never want to cross. Having lost his mother at a tender age of 2, he lived his life with his rich father, who was too busy with his work. At the age of 11, Rick started to fall into bad company. Now, he was a 15 year old boy who often had trouble in school.

"Rick! That's too much! See me for detention today!" Rick gave the teacher a defiant glare, before walking out, muttering under his breath 'like I care...'

Meanwhile, when the class burst into laughter as the teacher sobbed silently, there was Joash, silently staring at the bruise on his arm. He knew something. Behind Rick's tough personality laid an empty heart void of love and forgiveness. He wondered if Rick would finally experience that wonderful love; that all-forgiving and everlasting love of his wonderful Saviour...

At a certain void deck, a group of punks were partying. "Yo Rick! Come join us for a puff!" "Alright, beer's on me!" replied the rich kid. Little did the group notice a dark shadow round the corner. The camera clicked, and in a matter of seconds, the shadow was gone as Ben strolled away, with his work in his camera.

When school was dismissed, Joseph went off from school. It was a hard day for him, especially with Rick around. He had been class to know Rick well enough. However, he was rather amazed with Joash's ability to tolerate Rick. He used words, but never did he use his fist, unlike the rest of the class, which walked in groups for protection against Rick. He heaved a heavy sigh, as he wondered if there was more to life than just school and computer games.