Willow and Avery are best friends and are also Juniors at Thompson High School
Xavier and Jordon are the bad boys of the school, but what no one know is that Xavier is in a gang and is in a gang and Jordan is the gangleader
What will happen when Wil...
"Wake up, Ave. Xavier and I are going to be teaching you and Willow how to shoot a gun, and aim correctly!" Jordan explained, shaking me gently. I groaned, not wanting to wake up.
"Jordan, please give me ten more minutes. I'm tired." And with that, the bitch jumped on top of me, dragging me off the bed.
"No, it doesn't work like that, angel." He smirked, pulling me up onto my feet.
"Fine, I'll go get dressed!" I mumbled with furrowed eyebrows. Jordan laughed, exiting the room. I grabbed an outfit out of my closet and threw it on. Then, I brushed out my hair and left without makeup on. That's just too much work.
[ AVERY'S FIT ]
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i walked downstairs to see Xavier and Willow making out on the couch. "Hey! That's my wife, you cannot have her! Back off!" They both separated quickly, flustered.
[ WILLOW'S FIT ]
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After that, Jordan walked down the stairs and smiled at me. He is gorgeous. I hate that I like him. He's a fucking gang leader! I like a fucking gang leader!!
"Let's go learn how to kill people!" Willow laughed, walking to the training room hand-in-hand with Xavier. I just froze.
I didn't know this was how my life was supposed to turn out. I thought I would become a famous and rich photographer or something. Anything, but this. This is crazy, I'm running away.
I turned the opposite way from the training room, and started walking. I have no clue where I'm going, but Jordan is following me. I can feel it.
"Jordan." I mumbled.
"Yeah?"
"Why are you a gang leader? How did that even happen? Why aren't you like a chef or something?" I questioned, turning around to face the black haired male.
He shrugged, "I started hanging around the wrong kind of people, and now here I am. Before all of this though, I always wanted to play baseball, but I already fucked my life up, so there's no going back."
"Oh."
I decided to to ask anymore questions, so I didn't make him uncomfortable. I just turned around and hugged him, he wrapped his arms around me in return.
"I'm sorry." I mumbled. "Maybe we can play baseball together one day. I know the basics."
He chuckled, "sure."
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After practicing shooting guns, and aiming for the targets, we all got tired and decided to go to sleep. Jordan and I headed to our room, and Willow and Xavier went to theirs.
"Jordan." I mumbled, just like earlier. This time we both were sprawled out on the bed, entangled in eachother's arms. His hand in my hair, playing with the black strands. "Yeah?"
"I like you."
His hand suddenly stopped.
"Okay." He arose to his feet, leaving me wondering what I did wrong. "I think I'm gonna go, you stay here though. You need sleep."
Then he left, leaving my brain and me to overthink EVERYTHING.
HELLO LOSERS icedc0la wrote this chapter because im cool yuh! anyways LATERRRRRR
