Well, I guess we'll start at Evan's birth. It was a dark, misty night in the city of Plymouth at around 01:00 AM, Evan's mother, Jennifer, was in the call room with her husband, Evan's dad, James. James was right by Jennifer's side through the whole thing, waiting and waiting for it to finally be over, and after a long, strenuous fourty-five minutes, it was.
Evan's dad was overjoyed with his new son, and let his entire family know! Telling his dad, mum, cousin, brother, the lot!
Around thirteen years pass, and Evan is a great, nice young man, he did a little bit of poetry, met many great people and was loving his life, his parents were still happy with each-other, and Evan's life was looking great for the meantime. One day, Evan was at school learning about the Stratosphere,  when another teacher came into class, it was Ms. Saunders, and Evan did not like her at all, and the feeling was mutual. She walked over to Evan in anger, walking rather rapidly with three sheets of A4 lined paper in her hand, she threw it down onto the desk in-front of Evan, crossed her arms and stared at him.

"What is this, Evan?" Remarked Ms. Saunders.
"It's.. It's an empty piece of paper, Miss." Said Evan.
"Exactly, and what's supposed to be on this sheet?" Ms. Saunders said with a strict tone.
"I don't know.. Maths, English, something..?" Inquired Evan.
"That's partially correct, it's your English assignment, that was due yesterday. The end of year assessment in fact." Said Ms. Saunders.
"Miss, I'm really sorry! Can I please get it to you for tomorrow, or any other time, this lunch, afterschool, you name it! Please." Evan sounded extremely apologetic.
"No, no you've messed up, and you know what my motto is. 'There's not room for error in my classroom!' And Evan, you've made an error, haven't you?"
"Yes, miss..." Evan sounded glum, and really disappointed.

Evan came home from school, noticing a letter on the table, he picked it up, reading it's front.
'To the parent or carer of Evan Thompson'
Evan gulped slightly, worried for what it could contain, he slowly opened it, revealing a letter from the school.

At 14 years of age, Evan became obsessed with his computer, so much so that his parents didn't know what Evan was doing up there, all day, everyday. But he knew, and so did his friends. He was slightly mischievous and thought to himself he'd learn how to hack games and progress to larger things, like the school network! He quickly learned this and at the age of 15 he had his own nickname, Crack. He had earned the name because no matter what you put in front of him, he'd sure crack it. It was cleverly titled by his friend Kendra, who was a fairly large influence on his life. Skipping ahead 2 years, Evan wasn't showing up to school, he wasn't even showing up to breakfast, he was just hacking the school system and making it seem this way, he was so happy with himself, until suddenly one day his father came bursting through the door looking infuriated.
"Evan, what in gods name are you doing?!" Evan was speechless. "Your school has phoned me up, asking where you are, in fact, where have you been for the past 4 months! Is this what I taught you?! To slack off of all things important so you can do nothing?! No! That's not how you become a success, like me." Evan was shocked as his father stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
He was frustrated and sad at the same time! He didn't know what to do so, he ran off bringing $50,000 of his father's money with him. He hopped onto a jet to the great place known to many people as the U.S.A not knowing what lay ahead.

Skipping forward about 4 years, Evan was soon 20 where he met a man named Ali, Ali Moore, he was a drug dealer that wanted to rip Evan off, but for the first time ever, he couldn't, Evan was too innocent for it and he would've felt bad if he had. He turned down Evan's offer of $14,000 for 5 grams of cocaine because Ali simply didn't have the drugs. They had a few good nights together, and rented an apartment together for about 5 months until after an array of bad choices and bad luck. They were at rock bottom. Evan had gotten a new laptop a while back for his birthday, he still occasionally hacked a PS3 Account or a few Steam accounts, but he wasn't challenged. One day, Ali came in the door with a great shock on his face. "Evan! I've got an idea, for money!" Evan was shocked, he was just so excited and couldn't wait to hear what was coming out of Ali's mouth next. "It's difficult and fairly stupid, but it just might work! Y'know the bank across town? They've just come into quite a substantial amount of money from another bank. We could intercept the online transaction, and get the money via a business, it's money laundering yes, but it's smart!" Evan was surprised, what he was about to do could change his life for the better or worse. He spent a day or two coming up with pro's and con's and guess what, the pro's won!

It was the day of the transaction and Evan had designed a programme to quickly get in and out of their accounts. It was foolproof! The long, finger aching process of it all lasted 3 hours, and to no avail. Evan was caught, and S.W.A.T teams were sent to the master address. Evan was sent to court with Ali and they were transferred to San Andreas Prison for 2 years. And that is where we are today, Evan has been released, his record is cleaned. And all he has now is a dream.