The Gang Leader's Iris

16// Ian's POV

Ian's POV

"Hey." I say softly walking up to Iris. She opens her eyes and a smirk grows on my face.

"Hi." She replies, scratching something.

"Mahogany has a fight tomorrow night, if you wanted to come......" I trail.

"I know; she told me already." She retorts.

"So you're going?" I ask and she nods. "With her?" She nods again and I smile a bit.

"I'm mainly going to talk with Angelillo." She says.

"What about?"

"Stuff." She smirks. "Where did Kyle go?"

"To tell coach he can't come to football practice."

"You guys are actually going to detention?" She asks, closing her eyes.

"Yeah....." I trail, confused. "You're not?"

"No, I'm gonna skip and go home." She answers, opening her eyes as Diego and Trevor walk down the hallway.

As Iris turns around to grab something, I grab her waist and throw her over my shoulder. "You're going to detention. Trev, grab her backpack."

Trevor grumbles at my request and the bell rings a second later. People start to crowd the hallway and stare at Iris and I. Dumb asses can't mind their own business. "Ian, can you please let me down?"

"No." I answer.

"But I'm getting the feeling that people are staring at my ass." She whispers and I stiffen for a couple moments. Now their fucking daring at her good, perverts. I set her down but larch my hand onto hers pulling her to my side. "I need to pee."

I groan and stop to tell Trev and Di something "Go to the room without us we'll be there in a few." I pull her in the direction of the girls bathroom. Once we reach the bathroom door I let go of her hand and gesture for her to enter.

My body leans against the wall outside the bathroom as I think.

Why do I feel so protective of her? It makes no sense the only female I truly care about is Mahogany. I've become a mess. I can't stop thinking about her..........

What if Di is right? What if I do like her?

It's a possibility.......

"Hey, pretty boy, let's get a move on." My eyes snap open and She laughs walking in the direction of the detention room. God, I love her laugh. "Why do you go to detention?"

"Arnaldo is my mothers older brother," I inform her, falling into step with her. "If I skip detention he would have my ass and so would my mother. Kyle's actually my cousin, too."

"Wait, so you are Latin?" She asks and I nod in conformation. "And you're Irish?"

"Yep."

"So you got the Latin genes while Mahogany got the Irish genes." She comments.

"Basically," I chuckle. "but Mahogany has the attitude of a Latina woman." She nods and giggles as we walk inside the room.

"Ian, Iris, you are late. I should give you Saturday detention, but I don't want to come in tomorrow." Arnaldo comments, writing our names down. We make our way to where we sat last week.

"Sorry, but this is only Friday Detention Número Dos." She retorts.

"And I hope it's that last one." he mumbles making Iris Chuckle.

"Doesn't Miss. Pior have Senior's Saturday detention this month?" Santiago asks.

"Yes, but she can't come in tomorrow so I have to." he sighs.