"Through the ball already!" one of the boys yelled in impatience. "Chill bro, besides you can't even catch." another said back. "Haha," the group of boys started laughing. Leon Johnson was thirteen an one of the boys, and his older brother Jerry Johnson was sixteen and loved Leon and was rather called JJ for short. Leon was very aggressive and always wanted to beat everyone. JJ was not, he was chill and sneaky. JJ was known for stealing and smoking with the older boys in the neighborhood, but always listened to Mama. "I'm the best football player in Brooklyn," Leon said strongly. "Lies!" one boys yelled. Leon got affended and shouted back "One on one then," Leon looked at him with courage on his face and smirked. The boy walked up to Leon and shoved the football to his chest and replied, "Try your best,". Leon got angry and punched other boy in the face and said, "I just did." JJ yelled "Stop!" at Leon because Leon was aggressive, and always wanted to fight someone if they said the wrong thing to him. The boys in the group all yelled "Fight, Fight!". The boy got up and tackled Leon, not noticing him Leon fell and hit his head. JJ ran to go stop the fight but by that time, he was to late, Leon was on the ground bleeding from his head. JJ first thought he had a small cut until he saw the big gash in the middle of his forehead. "Leon, look what the hell you got us into! We are in trouble again, because of you! Now you have a big ass gash on your head!" JJ said in frustration. Leon was confused and only here voices that rung in his ear. The boy that tackled Leon, name is Terry McMiller. JJ ran home to tell Mama about what happened. Three minutes passed and JJ came with Mama. Leon was bleeding all over his head that the blood dripped into his eyes and blurred his vision. Mama and JJ carried Leon home and got into the old Chevrolet Impala and headed to the nearest hospital.
