Chapter 9: spirals and conner shops.

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Three things are not hidden for long; sun, moon, truth.

"OOOOWWWW!!!!" I screamed.
"Stop moving you're being a pussy!" Jace said
"But it hurts!" I whined
"Yeah and why complain if you can't change it?" He muttered whilst reading a magazine, sitting on a chair on the left of me. He looked up "you never told me what you wanted?!"
"I know," i said grimacing at the pain, "let me see" he stood up "NO! I want it to be a surprise "
He just sat down shook his head and carried on reading. "So you ready for school tomorrow?"
"WHAT???" The tattoo guy nearly shat his pance. "Would you mind staying still or would it be better for me to strap you down" he raised one eyebrow looking genuinely serious. I hated it when people raised one eyebrow at me, i couldn't do it so i got really annoyed. If i can't do it no one should be able to, i know it's stupid but it really did piss me off. And before any of you go Oh My God!!! Your language is so bad your like 12. No1 i am 13/14 and what do you expect when you let a kid hang around a gang, they're nice people it's just their words. "I'll won't move don't worry i got this" i took a deep breath and laid my head back down. I stretched my neck out so he could carry on. (Tattoo in pic).

I thought about my design again. I first saw it in teen wolf. It's one of my favorite tv series now but I'm only on like season 2 soo don't spoil. But i didn't really think about how much it meant to me at the time. 3. That meant a lot too it was just a prettier way of putting it. 1 spiral for my real dad 1 for my mom and 1 for me, but also 1for Franco 1 for me and 1 for Jace. Jace was basically my big brother now and i loved him more than anything. But again the spirals in the show are meant to say 'three things are not hidden for long; sun, moon, truth.' This meant to me, when i was having bad days night would come. When i was having bad nights, day will come. When ever anyone lies to me, the truth will soon follow.

"All done the tattoo on your back should need its dressing changed for a week, you know the cream, and the neck is thicker so i would give it two, ok?"
"Yea thanks" i said jumping up. The tattoo on my back was was of angle wings, the ends of my wings came down to a little bit above my elbows. It was a reminder, every time i looked in the mirror, to spread my wings. I knew tats were for life so i wanted them to mean something, get them along the way.

"What school am i going to? I mean i know it's meant to suit my future 'occupation' but is it far far away and what's it like?" I was worried it would be like my old school. We were walking out of the shop and we were walking down the street to where the black range rover was parked. "Dude, look at me. I swear that's if so much as a hair on your head is harmed i will burn that place down. " these were meant to be reassuring words but i knew what he meant so i smiled and punched his arm playfully. He grinned like a Cheshire Cat. "Shotgun" i shout and run to the car. "But that's not fair. I'm older" he pouted. "Yeah, but that means you've had more go's in the front" i replied. "Still not fair" he muttered getting in the back. "Just make sure you don't get any ink on your clothes or the seats Andrew will kill you" Andrew loved cars, so he was put in charge of the fleet that Franco owned as well as any gang members who had car trouble went to his garages. Any other gangs garage would burn the car and return the outer shell if they were feeling generous.
"Trust me i will" Andrew joked, i smiled at him acting all innocent.

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"Get your ass down here before i kick it." Jace shouts.
"Alright I'm coming!" I shout back. I grab my camo green back pack. I run down the grand stairs. "The main event has arrived" i say. "But will the main event get in the fucking car now?" Jace growled.
"Don't sweat I'm going I'm going." I climb in the back. "Are we there yet?" I asked wiggling into the back middle seat. "Are you going to be this hyper all the way?" Jace groaned. "I'm not hyper, I'm i-I'm just a little nervous. " i laugh nervously. Jace, Andrew, Mark and Reece look at me. "What? My last school didn't exactly give well- it wasn't the greatest place in the world" i rubbed the back of my neck and laughed nervously. "Kid you'll be fine, you're different now, you'll get all the hot chicks" he emphasises on the 'all' and nods giving me a wink. We all laughed at his priorities. "Kid, if it makes it any better, we'll make a few pit stops and pick up some stuff for your room there, ok?" Mark offered.
"That sounds fucking great" i smiled. "Oh god, we've had a 12 year old for how many weeks? Franco's gonna murder us for ruining your vocabulary" they all laughed "well what does he expect if he's raising me with a gang?"

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