The Gangleader, Is a Kid?

Chapter 10: Private School.

Sorry it's a late update, but i just had parents evening and had to talk my parents down :/ ;)
Blake pov

"So, what's your name going to be?" Jace ripped me from my thoughts, "what do you mean?" I looked at Jace in confusion. "Well, what are you going to do? Waltz in there and go 'hi I'm Blake, son of the most feared gang leader in the world?!'" He mocked. "They don't know?" I thought it was a school for people like me. "Yeah, i don't think we're going to tell the Director Of Homeland Security's and the Presidents sons that you're dads a major criminal. "
"Oh" is all i could say. "Caleb or maybe... No, i like Caleb" i smiled to myself, it rolled off my tongue naturally. It was perfect.

The door on my side of the sleek black range rover and i climbed out and saw two kids kicking a football against the wall of the grand building. "Speak of the devil" Jace muttered. I looked at him confused. "The Presidents kid and the Director of Homelands kid." I looked over at them. Jeeze. Those kids are so famous and popular. Why am i even here. These kids are worth millions, and i couldn't afford a proper meal a week ago. "Hey, we'll get your luggage in you start making friends. "Good luck, Caleb" he winked cheekily. "Oh, you wanna play games now? Huh? You think you can beat me?" I mocked. "You squaring up kid? You want some il give it to ya'" he played back. I ran at him but he tipped me upside down and held me by my ankles. I was swinging through the air upside down. "You still wanna fight?" He smirked. I lifted my self up but dropped down suddenly groaning, Jace looked at me worldly. "Kid, are you ok?" He panicked. I started wheezing, and coughing. He laid me down gently, panic filled his eyes. I grinned and shot up out of his grasp and ran across the drive, i saw another car pulling up and headed towards it aware that Jace was hot on my tail. I slid over the still moving hood and looked back to see Jace run straight into the car which emergency braked. Jaces hand grabbed the hood of the car and pulled himself up, boy did he look pissed.

"HEY WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!" The driver shouted. He looked more pissed then Jace, that was an achievement. "YOU FUCKING DIPSHIT!!" He turned to me, i just stood there, what the hell do i do? Shit. He grabbed my shirt and got a tiny flick knife out of his pocket. He shoved it against my neck, i heard a load of guns click as they got pulled out and loaded. I also thought i heard a car door slam but I'm not too sure. I felt a bit of blood trickle down my neck, and i did what i had to do.

I done it.

Ashley's pov

The car emergency braked and the driver got out and started shouting, thanks for checking up on me asswhole. I looked out the window to see him grab the kid from the store. Damn. I did not expect that douche to be here. God i hate it when shit like this happens to me. I opened the door and slammed it shut and noticed there was a load of guns pointed at the idiot holding the kid. Great, now who's gonna carry my luggage up?! I saw blood drip down the boys neck, and stood still. Would he actually kill him? He's a kid. But he's mental. I thought to myself. True true.

Then it just happened so suddenly. My driver just started coughing up blood, and fell to the ground. The boys knife slipping out of him as he did so. The boy, dead in the eyes again leant down and wiped his butterfly knife on my drivers crumpled crimson soaked shirt. "Piece of shit" he mumbled. Omg, he's mental. Note to self, keep away from the loonies. I looked up and there were another two boys with a ball at their feet staring at the scene, mouths open. "He yours?" He was looking at me coldly. Like at the store, would he kill me? You never really know, but if he does I'm not going down without a fight. "Was. " i said annoyed. He rubbed the back of his neck, "yeah, sozzles, but that douche deserved it" he smirked. He actually smirked. His hand came towards me "Lucus. You?" I stared at his crimson dotted hand, "or are you happy with damsel in distress?" He laughed. He actually laughed. He just murdered someone and he's laughing. Jesus help me. It's funny cause I'm not religious, my family is so it's natural to say oh my God, i guess. Anyways, I'm stuck at a school with at least one murder. Yipdido, I've got my work cut out for me. Lord.

Blake/Caleb/Lucus???

Im Lucus, you know the one with balls to stab someone. Yeah well, no biggy. I think Blake finally snapped at some point when he was getting the shit beaten out of him, and bosh, I'm all his anger. Enough to make a person huh? That's a lot. He's really emotionally weak so I'll make sure he wont remember the stabbing, it will destroy him. He's not ready. Maybe one day, but not yet, but I'm the one whose gonna protect him. He didn't deserve that shit and he's not gonna get it off anyone else. I'll kill them. Jace is a good kid, he's there for him too. I'm glad it's not just me, i like sitting back and just rolling with it. As long as he's happy.

Blake/Caleb pov

"Peice of scum," i spat on a body, i don't where it came from or what i just done. But i know two things, i didn't do that, and I'm not freaked out.

I noticed everyone staring at me.

"What just happened?" I asked, my voice cracking.

Jace tried to open his mouth but it kind of just lay open all he could say was "I... I...
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