[center][h1][color=#EEE8AA]Ezekiel Kel[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#EEE8AA]Location:[/color][/i] Inside Building - Bourbon Street -- New Orleans, Louisiana 
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	Ezekiel sighed when Kristin said they would steal a car. He didn’t think it was the smartest idea and knowing their luck they would be caught. [color=#EEE8AA]”Well you better pray to your mom or something that she looks over us and guides your hand so we don’t crash. Leda was a good driver and yet we still crashed,”[/color] he reminded her. Ezekiel opened the back door for Janelle and shut it before he climbed into the passenger seat. 
	Ezekiel looked around at the modest car, it looked average, hopefully they wouldn’t draw attention to themselves but they were also teenagers. [color=#EEE8AA]”Honestly, it probably isn’t the smartest idea but we might get there faster than we would on a bus,”[/color] Ezekiel told Janelle. [color=#EEE8AA]”How much fuel do we have?”[/color] He looked to Kristin to hear the answer and see if she could really do this.