April
It's hard enough being the most sought after girl in Los Santos. Now, the tempting red head has to run a squad, get her gorl a spot in the gang and prove herself...to herself in said gang all while the biggest championship looms in the backgro...
"Shit!" The person Ray bumped into exclaims. The ravenette feels an ice cold, wet sensation run down her white blouse. She closes her eyes, silently wishing this was not happening. She doesn't have time for this. She has a cheer meeting to get to!
"I'm so sorry. Mans shouldn't have been messing around with my boys." A deep British voice speaks to her. Ray doesn't recognize the voice, and she didn't even know that there was more than one English man in the city.
"Uh, let me help you." The person stammers, nervously. She opens her eyes just as the person starts to rub hazardously at her chest, causing an even worse mess and touching her a little too comfortably.
"Dude," Ray chastises. "You can't get out a tea stain like that. You're gonna make it worse." She grabs at his hands, eyeing the man in front of her. He has a freshly groomed beard, pretty green eyes, and a blue and black, tie-dyed bucket hat. He 's wearing a blue hoodie, black joggers and some blue and black Jordans on. Not a spot of tea shown on him.
"Also, don't you think you're getting a little too comfortable touching a girl you don't know on her boobs?" She questions, cocking an amused brow at him.
He looks in horror from his hand that's still in her grasp, the stain that's directly on her breast and then to her eyes. "I'm so fucking sorry. That was completely disrespectful."
"It's okay!" The small girl grins up at him after seeing how genuine he looks. She drops his hand since he isn't awkwardly fussing over her anymore. "It was an accident and I wasn't exactly innocent either."
Ray saw the group of soccer players messing around outside the gym door, but she was kinda of in a rush so she bomb rushed herself between the group. Unluckily for her, a man turned around at the same time and she accidentally bumped into him which caused this whole mess.
"I'll get this cleaned for you..." He pauses, looking at her with inquiring eyes. It takes a moment for her to realize he is asking for her name.
"I'm Ray. Ray Mond. First name Ray, last name Mond. There are a lot of Ray's in the city but I'm the only girl." She grins. It's true after all.
"Oh?" One of the other guys interrupts. Also British, Ray noted. He studies her closely, before he pats the guy in the blue's shoulder. "Name's Adam. This here is Tommy T. The Tommy T." The way Adam says Tommy's name, it's like she's supposed to know him or something.
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"Uhhh..." She awkwardly stands there as they look at her expectantly.
"No shot!" Adam exclaims. " 'Don't know bout me, I'm Tommy T' " Adam raps, looking at her expectantly.
"Uh, I thought you were Adam though?" Ray asked, confused as fuck. Why say his name was Adam and then call himself Tommy? And why was he rapping it?
