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New School

>London's POV<

It's my first day of school and I'm trying to start over. I don't want every one judging me and I don't want every one knowing my business. I hate when people get in my face, but I know it won't be there long 'cuz I have a quick temper. Yeah, and that's exactly why I want to keep to myself.I took a once over at myself in the mirror.

I was wearing a long baggy tee that says 'JETSET' in big bold letters and black baggy cargo pants with a huge cardigan. I put on my huge black rimmed glasses and put my light blonde hair in a messy bun.I don't usually dress like this but I'm trying to keep a low profile.

I went to the kitchen only to find my mother with her head down on the table. She was surrounded by different alcohols and a pictures of my brother.

My brother, Austin, died on Mother's Day weekend two years, I know right worst Mother's Day present ever. My mother feels like it's her fault because she always complained about nobody getting her anything for Mother's Day. So when Austin decided to take a different way home so he could pick up a gift, is the same day a gang decided to have a shoot out. My parents never got over it, but my mother just took it worse than my father. When ever my mother gets like this, my father threatens to leave, but knows he could never really leave her.He loves her too much.

I put the alcohol in the cabinet and locked it and put the key in my pocket knowing she couldn't get to it. I made us breakfast and gave her Advil for her hangover. Before I left I replaced the spiked Gatorade bottles with fresh regular ones. I knew my brother, Rome, would come and take Mom to her job interview, so I didn't have to worry about that. After I fed myself and my mother I grabbed my keys to black Range Rover and went to my new school.
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As soon as I got to the parking lot I hated the school. I hated everything about it from the rich popular kids to the kids that think they're completely badass. I mean they think know everything, but they don't know anything about real world experiences. I know what experiences are, I mean I lost my brother to a shoot out, arrested twice, and I've been expelled 4 times.

Why so much trouble? I'm a leader of a gang. I know why be apart of something that killed my brother, because I'm avenging him. I'm going to get my gang to crush the gang that killed my brother. You know once I find that gang, the police don't which gang killed my brother so it's up to me get justice for my family.

As I walked through the halls I got many glares and stares. I even heard some girls whispering some things like "Who's the new girl?" and "What is she wearing?" and even "Did she just make eye contact with me?" I was assuming she was the queen bitch ora wannabe queen bitch.

As I walked in the office, there was a couple guys sitting in the chairs as they saw me they're starting snickering and stuff like that. I didn't pay them any mind and did what I had to do and as I was walking out I guess the "leader" of the guys smirked at me and I just rolled my eyes and walked out.

As I was walking to my locker I had looked down to my untied combat boots and bumped into something. I ended up falling on top of the object and I didn't even realize it was a person until it yelped "Ow". I quickly got up and off the person I had just injured with my books and body.

As the person stood up I was now face to face with a tall boy with brown almost black hair and brown eyes.

"I am so sorry about that." I finally said after staring into his eyes for about a minute or two.

"Don't worry about it I guess we both weren't looking where we were going." he said laughing it off.

"Where you going? I could show you the way, but only if you want."

"Um... Locker 319." I answered looking down at my paper.

"Oh you're right next to me this way." I followed him down the hall and turns out I was right next to the front door which was great because I can easily leave after school.

"Well it was great meeting you and now I have to go to class. Bye" I said rushing to my first class which was Advanced Math.

As soon as I got around the corner I bumped into that same boy who smirked at me in the office.

"Whoa watch where you going!"

"Uh...sorry. I got go." And with that I was gone, far away from that jerk.