(Thanks for the show of support to the readers of post no. 1. I'm glad to hear that there is still an interest in this topic. I feel that every other race gets the in depth perspective of gang life but the Asian side is left with the stereo type of the "Model Minority." Hope this helps counter that. Continued from part 1…)

Before he could hit me, Oso jumped in front of me and took the blunt of the attack. The storeowner yelled to everyone that the cops were on the way and everyone scattered. I ran home scared and exhilarated at the same time. Turned out that the gang was AOB, and ex-tagging crew-turned-gang. They mistook us for their rivals and squashed any more **** with us. That night made me feel like I was really a part of something. I felt like I wanted to be a part of this group. When the homie Dreamer asked me to get in the hood, I agreed and got jumped in at the age of 12. I was the youngest member of the gang and was toted around the hood as a kind of mascot.

Anyway, after getting in, I was given the heads up on who we had **** with. The list was long. Apparently, Jefrox didn’t get along with a lot of gangs. We had **** with all the main Korean gangs because they were all pretty much clicked up. We had beef with the KK’s (Korean Killers), KTM(K-Town Mob), and CYS (Crazy’s). We also had **** with almost all of the Filipino gangs as well: PR (Pinoy Re-al), RBS (Rebel Boys), FS13 (Flip Side), BNG (Bahala Na Gang), TGP (Tau Gamma Pinoy) and so on and so on. I knew I stepped into a whole new world, one in which I had no idea to navigate around, but was quick to learn. I was instructed on how to act, how to stand up for the gang and myself. Quickly, I started to look and act like a “gangster.”

Word got around quickly that I had gotten into Jefrox and it wasn’t long until my brother got wind of it. He told my parents and they flipped out. I saw fear in their eyes, fear that I would not see until the time I got arrested a few years later. They refused to allow me to go to school in K-Town because they wanted to put as much distance away from me and my gang as possible. They bussed me out to a school in the San Fernando Valley called Sepulveda Jr. High. Now, I was in a school about 20 miles away from my hood, without any back-up. I adapted quickly and made plenty of friends. At that time in the early 90’s, you were considered the **** if you banged. Many of my friends there never even heard of my gang but wanted to get in. I started going to Sepulveda as the only Jefrox member in the whole San Fernando Valley, to the main o.g. (short for “Original Gangster”) of about 15-20 new recruits. They were a mixture of races, Filipino, Japanese, Korean, white, black, and Mexicans. Jefrox in Los Angeles has been around since the late 1970’s/early 80’s but no click in the valley until I was bussed out there. We started to get noticed in the valley and usually, when a new gang arrives in a new area, the older, established gangs try quickly to take you out...