strength//the beginning

los vegas is a beautiful city, fun around every corner. however, there is a very thin line between what people consider fun and what people consider dangerous. you understand such a saying early on into your life after your father passes away gambling. without any family left in the states, you are sent to live with your godfather, a moody japanese man attempting to reconnect to his roots, while juggling a new school and a new sport that you're oddly good at.

seriously, why are you so good?

...and how can you jump that high?!

OR

the reader finds herself parent-less, job-less and bitch-less, and decides to say, "fuck it, we ball!".

like, literally!