My Gang Leader

Chapter 3

Previously on 'My Gang Leader', Hi my name is Vanessa Violet Clair. I am 17 years old my mother died at age 7 I was then living with my father. I was then abused for 9 ¾ years. I always believed in god. Waiting for someone to rescue me but then I got tired waiting and committed a terrible sin: Murder. I then moved to New-York and for 1 month I trained and got stronger. 

'The door was slammed open and I was met by gorgeous cold grey eyes.'

Vanessa Violet Clair

"Ah Mr. Fuentes, care to explain why you are late." The teacher whose name I learned is Mr. Brown, asked the late comer whose name I don't know.

"I woke up late." He replied with a shrug. Damn he have a Spanish accent. Mr. Brown sighed and nodded. He then came walking towards the seat next to mine. 

I got a better view of him. He had dark black messy bed hair, a sharp jawline and cold icy grey eyes. He was very built and was wearing on a black t-shirt and black jeans with a leather jacket. 

'Hey we're matching.' 

"You done checking me out." His husky Spanish accent brought me back into reality. 

"Oh um sorry." I turned away blushing from embarrassment. 

He just chuckled. A deep chuckle damn. 

I continue writing down my work but got a little bored and started drawing in the back of my book. I wasn't paying attention to the teacher nor my drawing. My mind was wondering of and my hand was moving by itself.

"Ms. Clair" Mr. Brown snapped me out of my trance. "Hmmmm" I answered. "Care to tell me what the answer to number three is." I looked at the board. 

"Of course if you were paying attention you-"

"The answer is letter c and you also spelt incorrect wrong along with season, examination, difficult and disappear." I answered. She looked shocked. I just smirked at her reaction and ask, "That is correct isn't it?" She just nodded and I sat back down.

I looked back down at my drawing and froze. It was a drawing of a human being burned in a bed of flowers. My father being burned.

I  sighed and rip the page out and scrunch it up in a ball and was about to throw it away when someone snatch it from me I turned to see Mr. grey eyes looking amused with the scrunched up ball in his hand.

"Give it back." I said and tried to reach it but he held it in his other hand which was to far to reach from.

"Why you wanna throw away this?" He asked while opening it out. I tried snatching it back but failed. 

"None of your business now give it back I ordered him. He just shook his head and continue examining my art. 

"This is really good but why draw someone burning tho?" He asked.

"Like I say it's none of your business." Just then the bell rung. While he was a little startled I took the opportunity and snatched it. He was shocked but then tried to grab it again but I shredded it before he can. 

I let out a breath of relief and looked back at....I just realized I don't know his name. 

"Hey um what's your name?" I asked him.

"Aiden. you?" 

"Vanessa" 

He nodded and I packed up my stuff and exit the class.

"Eeeek you gotta tell me everything lunch time." Izzy squealed once we exited the class together.

"What?" I asked her. "Uhhhh I don't know maybe about you and bad boy Aiden." She squealed again.