The Gang Leader's Good Girl

Chapter 1...... The Run In

                           Sundays, usually my favorite days of the week, but this Sunday was the absolute worst. Tomorrow school starts and I'll be the newbie, the outcast. If it wasn't bad enough my parents had to move me from California to New York but as well as enroll me into a public school. I've been homeschooled all my life and now they think its good for me to interact with new people. Im now what you call a senior and officially hate my life. Its only been a few days and I already miss my friends , my hometown, and most importantly the weather in L.A..

                            I finally stop moping around and head for the huge bathroom connected to my room. My parents are co partners of a law firm in New York. They have law firms all over the U.S. so i'm really well off. I turn on the bathroom lights and head towards the sink. I look at myself and think about possible ways to get out of starting school tomorrow. I'm 5 foot 5inches. I have big blue greenish eyes and long blonde hair the reaches my lower back. My lips are light pink and pretty big, I have a small button nose. I'm skinny except for my hips and chest which are curvy. I wash my teeth and face, and get into my sweats and favorite T shirt that has the Beatles on them. I head for my bed and settle down. I close my eyes and drift of forgetting everything.

                            All I hear is my alarm on my bedside table blaring. I manage to gather enough energy to get up and turn it off. That when I see the time and realize I have absolutely no time to get ready. I rush to the bathroom and get my make up bag and curling iron. I rush to my walk in closet. I think about first impressions and what type of look I want to have and think badass. I finally settle down on a leather scatter skirt, with a white crop top that says boss, my Liliana wire black pumps, and to top it off my fitted black leather jacket.

                            I hurry downstairs and head for my huge garage, I grab my car keys and open my black Ferrari. I speed to school and enter the parking lot. I manage to grab my bag and see that I'm only 30 minutes late. I walk up to the front doors and say to myself, " welcome to your first day of hell."