Haywire Disguise

3rd

"Hm. Was it just because he got into your nerves that it happened?" He asked almost disillusioned and I simply nodded. He sighed and scratched his head in confusion.

"No wonder why there are so many rumors spreading around...You should stop" He adviced and I shrugged. He positioned himself to get more comfy and I resort to fixing my black locks due to strong winds.

"Moreover it's a fat and buff guy..." Suddenly we hear a muffled voice calling out to him from afar. Jayden stood up and involuntarily pat the willow tree.

"The team calls for me Vyl" Jayden stated while dusting himself off. I nod my head in acknowledgement and dart my gaze elswhere so to relax.

"Later! Let's go out to eat or something after school" He smiled while saying so but I shook my head.

"I'm grounded remember?"

"Ohh yeah....pfft." He chuckled and I glared. Being grounded ain't funny when you're the type to go out often dumbass.

"Cant believe you can break any rule and even law in this neighbourhood but not your mother's. You're really weird" He waved without looking back while figuratively remarking me and walked away. I raised my brow and never thought about that myself, he's right. But it didnt really matter as of right now. I needed to meet up with The Detroits so I can turn down their request of this childish revenge of threatening someone.

Weird but I cant seem to stop hanging around them even though I know they are a bunch of dimwits.

A gang that mostly contained morons who're feared by most people, huh. They smoke almost every single thing. Hell, I could give them bricks and they'd fucking smoke it.

Unless their purpose is to die young then thats cute, they'd do the world a favor by doing that so...

If Jayden's here I'd be speaking my mind right now and I'd always wonder how he'd react. Usually whenever I do that he'd either laugh or just keep listening without complaint. But mostly he would look freaked out for a moment and then back to his normal condition. Guess its just me who's a freak.

I layed across the grass and closed my eyes deciding to take a nap. Feels good to do nothing.

Maybe I should be nothing.

I wonder what its like being air, or being a tree. You can just stay still and help the world that way. Unlike some shitty people who wastes oxygen and space in this world.

Hah ironic. I guess I'm one of them too.

I never knew I think about alot of things. Thank god the world doesnt have the power to read minds.

I heard the bell rang signaling hell's return. I stay rooted and opt for taking quite a long nap. Obviously this ain't my first time skipping classes but hey. It's English class and I know my english. I admit the crap that comes out from my mouth is immensely displeasing and I'll need to widen my vocabulary. But the only time I'd worry about the way I speak in english is when I go to England, and thats it.

"Vylia, arent you supposed to be somewhere right now?" A voice out of the blue asked and I opened my eyes in slight surprise. It was Ander standing above me with silver-like eyes, a trustworthy member of the Detroits.

"Yeah, about that. I wont go."

"And why not?"

"Because I'm a girl and I dont kill." I finished my sentence laced with annoyance and frowned.

"You half-killed someone 2 weeks ago, I dont understand your point."

I chuckled at his remark and he frowned.

"I dont plan to work with you guys anymore. The only reason I did was for 1. Money, 2. Money and 3. Money." I state with no emotion and stare at him, who is now trembling in anger with clenched fist.

"You bitch..."

"Yeah, so now that you get the point, fuck off. I dont feel like getting my hands dirty today." I felt my hair being grabbed by a strong grip which immediately made me come up to my feet and place my hands on the bigger one's gripping my hair.

"What? Are you trying to mock us? Never ever show your face to us. EVER." He ended his statement with a punch and I fell to the floor with my hand on my now swollen cheek. Who would? For a gang who has no conscience I dont need you either.

I felt him stomp away as soon as I tried to sit up in attempt to go elsewhere.

But first I need to fix myself.

My body was numb and the only thing I would feel is this stinging sensation in me as if there were a million bees in my heart. Maybe this is guilt, but I have no reason to feel it.

I sat back down again with my back against the tree while letting go of my cheek. I closed my eyes resorting to relaxation. Hopefully, I'd calm myself down a little.

The wind feels nice specially on my face. And so I just stay still, doing nothing.