Running through the park, the cold air nips at my skin as I follow my friends. My proton pack is sagging on my shoulders, my sholders protesting at the pack's weight. As I take a moment to hitch it back up, I look up at the retreating backs of my friends. I'm don't mind lagging behind them; I want to watch them before we fight this next goulie. It's a Class 13, and things aren't looking good. I guess that's why I'm watching them now, I want to take a moment to memorize them if somthing should happen to them. Pessimistic, I know, but it's not like I'm giving up. I just want to know I took this oputunity.

Leading the pack is Roland. The big brother. His whole aura says "Stand behind me till a know what's up". He would never disallow us to fight like a parent might, but if he can take on the brute of the force, he will. I think of Carl, my real big brother, had been like that, I'd be a lot better off. You have to admire Roland, his whole personality. He never seems to hide his emotions, people can always tell what he's feeling. I think it would take a lot of courage to do that; I always hid what I'm really feeling. I know it seems like he doesn't have much of a personality, maybe that's because he's always helping other develope theirs. But he does, you know. Have a personality, that is. He's really into classical music, mechanics, and punny jokes. I'm really not into this stuff, but I'm trying to understand them because he is.

Next is Kylie. She runs right behind Roland, but not enough that he's sheilding her or anything. She has to prove herself competent. I think this is why she dives into this ghost stuff, she's gotta prove to herself that she doesn't need anyone. Especially me. I know Kylie had a hard childhood, her parents neglecting her, classmates teasing her, and her grandmother dying. But it hurts when she pushes everyone away from her. I know what you're think... "But don't you push everyone away, Eduardo?". In a word, no. I keep everyone away, there's a diffence. I just don't let people see the inner me, but Kylie bearly lets people see the outer her. Of course, from what I've seen of the outer, maybe I don't want to know the inner her...
..... Scratch that, I do. I wish I could help her, but after all this time, she still acts as if I'm the scum of the earth. I get enough of that a home. I guess I'll just have to keep trying until she realizes I'm not gonna give up. (Or kills me, I wouldn't doubt she'd do that first.) Then comes Garrett. He's wheeling his way closely behind the two of them, grinning madly. Garrett just throws himself into life, I guess that's why he's such a good ghostbuster. Wait, does that make sense? 'Cuz if he throws himself into life, why's he a ghostbuster? Never mind, I'm sure you all know what I mean. Garrett and I used to be good friends. Sleeping over at each other's houses, playing SNES, going out for pizza, that kind of stuff. I'll never forget the time we snuck into the girls washroom, and Sandra Zimbow and Leela Caplow, the two hottest girls in the school, came in. Eventually we driffted apart, he joined a diffent crowd, and I moved away. But now we seem to have been stuck back together. We're kinda both taking the whole friendship thing slowly, I guess so neither of us get hurt again. Besides, it takes time to build that type of thing back up again.

And then there's me, in behind them all. I guess that sums me up pretty well. I mean, the rest of the gang is devoted to this stuff, always upfront and proud about being a ghostbuster. Hell, I hide this from my family for how long? I still haven't discussed it with my father. What would be the point? Carlos still gives me hell about it, even though I thought I'd proven myself to him after the whole troll incident. I understand that this is not what they want from me, but they could at least except me, and my decisions. I guess if they haven't yet, they probably won't.

So I'm starting out with a new family, the GBs. In some ways, they remind me of my real family, always putting me down, but I know that at least some of the time they're joking. And even more the that, the except me in a way I've never even know existed...

I've caught up with Garrett, and Roland and Kylie already have the goulie in their sights. Suddenly, while important, I realize that I needed not worry about memorizing my friends, beacuse as long as I'm around, I'm not letting anything happen to my family.