Blake Lowe above.
"Where are you going?" Bailey asked before I stepped out the door.
"I'm gonna hang with Ashton tonight." I replied walking out the front door.
My name is Blake Lowe. I'm 18 which makes me a senior. I live with my mom, dad, and twin sister Bailey in New York. And I just happen to be the leader of the most feared gang in New York. Now let's get back to the story.
I jumped in my car and drove to Ashton's house. He's my right hand man. I would like to say I'm fairly tough, but there are some big guys out there. When I got to his house everybody was there. Damien, Niko, Andre, Andrea, Veronica, and Ashton were all waiting for me.
" Hey guys. Andrea find anything new?" I asked. Andrea is one of my best girl friends. I only have two but that's not the point.
"Yes actually," everybody looked at her waiting for an answer, " another gang came on are territory," Andrea quietly replied.
"Okay guys let's head out," everybody started getting ready, "goodnight Andrea." With that we were on are way to see what was going on.
The drive seemed like it took forever. Especially when Niko was in the passenger seat horribly belting out the the words to Bad Blood. When we reached are destination the sun was gone and it started to get chilly. We saw a group of men sitting, waiting for us.
"Here they are boys," the oldest one who looked about in his twenties yelled, "you must be Blake." he said pointing at Ashton.
This is when I stepped in and said, " I'm Blake and its nice to meet you," I said in a sickly sweet voice.
They all started laughing. "Well Blake you are hot, how about I keep you for myself," the man yelled at me.
Ashton's jaw and fist clenched. Niko and Damien's eyes narrowed. Andre and Veronica were ready to fight. Ashton yelled "Fuck you" and swung, but I beat him to it. After a lot of fighting and a lot of blood we decided to head home. I went to Ashton's house to get my car. While there we said are goodbyes. By the time I got home it was already 1:05. I knew everybody would be asleep. This I was grateful for. When I opened the door I didn't expect to see Bailey reading a book.
"Where have you been Blake." She asked concern in her voice while standing up from her seat.
"Nowhere." I replied shrugging making my way to the stairs.
"Let me guess, you were having a little to much fun with... Blake why is there blood on your shirt?" Bailey asked panic clearly in her voice.
"There isn't." I said brushing past her to get to the stairs.
"But Blake, I swear I see--," I cut her off.
"Fuck off Bailey." I said climbing the stairs to my room. That what a close call. If Bailey were to find out she would hate me forever. I quickly took a shower. Then I laid down and let my dreams consume me.
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The Gang Leaders Twin
Teen FictionBlake's life has always been normal. At the age of fifteen her father decides to give her something most girls her age would have never dreamed of. He hands her over the leadership to the most feared gang in New York. Blake has been able to keep...