The Bad Boy's not so Shy Girl

True Identity

                 

CHAPTER 5 True Identity

Amber's P.O.V

         I drove home as I thought about todays encounter I had with that guy but I didn't dwell on it too much. The only thing I thought was a little off about that guy was the fact that he was able to say something pervy to someone he had just met.

         It made no sense as to why he called me Silver other than he probably mixed me up with another girl. My looks at school were not super impressive but out side of school I could be myself.

         I love reading books, and my love for pizza will never die, but street racing is my passion. I may have my own walk in library in my house that also acts as a room with all my favorite games, but since my dad barley comes home and has ride drop him off, the garage is mine.

         In there lays my black race car I fixed up with a little help from my uncle, and my black motorcycle that has my gangs race name, Devils Nightmare, professionally painted along its side.

         My gang is made up of Sky, Raven, the twins, David, and Alice who has been one of our best friends since we first started racing. Even though she doesn't go to our school, I laugh at the memory of how Alice became part of the gang came to be.

         Sky, being the complete idiotic player he is, saw her talking to me and cut in using one of the cheesiest pick up line you could say to a racer.

"Excuse me gorgeous person talking to my friend," I remember him saying. "You must be one hell of a racer because I glanced at you for a second, and the thought of you being mine immediately raced into my thoughts," he said with his bad boy grin.

The look on Alice's face was priceless, tears already at the brim her eyes, and her face was almost as red as a tomato as she was trying so hard not to laugh at Sky's failing attempt to ask her out. She then looked at me as if saying "Is he serious?" and we both burst into laughter and Sky glared at me and walk away over to David.

She later became apart of our gang and Sky still tried to ask her out but failed countless times. After a while Sky got tired of it and stopped to Alice's relief.

We were all inseparable whether we be a gang or not. We hung out whenever possible and raced whenever we could. Were the best street racers in the city and every racer wanted to get a chance to beat us.

Pulling into house with my dads old car, my train of thought seemed to slip my mind and I notice the lights were all off indicating that my dad wasn't home. 'Typical dad' I thought. I also noticed that the house next to me was finally sold and there are movers bringing boxes into it.

I noticed a couple watching the movers telling them where to put things, and I hear "Time Bomb" by All Time Low blasting out of the upstairs window of the house. 'At least their kid has good taste in music'

There's also a little girl, I assume is theirs, riding a pink and white bike which looks like she literally glued everything glittery all over her bike. She looked up at her parents, smiling as she ran into her fathers open arms. I remember when I was like her, living a happy life with a family who loves you smiling because everything feels perfect. 

         I hadn't realized that I was crying until my vision got blurry. 'We used to be happy, why did she have to go?'

Before I brought attention onto myself, I quickly turned the key and ran up to my room. My emotions got the better of me as memories of my mother continued to consume my thoughts. Tears begin to sting my eyes as they continue to stream down my face. 

         I turn my music on as loud as I can to help drown my emotions and muffle my sobs with my hand so I remain unnoticed by my new neighbors.

         My mind clouds with darkness, taking control over my emotions as I hold the cold piece of metal that runs my life. Holding it between my thumb and pointer finger, lifting up a section of my shirt that hides my stomach, I glided it across my already scarred skin feeling the pain in my heart fade away.

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Unknown P.O.V

         Someone's crying. I think it's a chick because their sobs are to high pitch to be a dude's voice. Its very faint because I assume the reason the person is playing very loud music is to try and cover their cries.

         'Maybe she just had a bad day' I tell myself and turn up the volume of my music.

         "I've been calling you for the past two minutes, get down here and help us out with the boxes." My mom says after bursting onto my room. She has a habit of doing so because she is always suspicious of me.

         She doesn't need to know that I am in a gang, and she definitely does not need to know that I lead it. We aren't like most gangs who kill people, but we do beat people up to a pulp if they mess with us.

         Making my way down the stairs with my earphones and phone, I continue to listen to my music and think of my gang.

We call ourselves Hells Thunder. After school we hang out, smoke, drink, and other shit like that but what we most enjoy, is street racing. We beat everyone's ass at racing, well almost; we would be the best racers on the streets, if it weren't for Devils nightmare.

Even though I haven't met them before, there probably the worst kind of gang imaginable, who kill people they think are a threat, the kind of gang who beats people up just because they looked at them in the eye. The leader, he's probably the worst; he probably beats people up in his free time, and drinks nothing but alcohol.

I for one, am not scared of them, I hate them with a burning passion. They're the best street racers probably in the whole country, and they make my gang seem like shit. I would do anything to see them lose one day.

One of my guys told me about the race tonight and how the Devils Nightmare are probably gonna be going. I texted the rest of my gang and sent them my new address.

'If their there, we can beat them' I told myself as I finish up with the last box walking back upstairs and turned the music back on.

The crying from the other house has stopped and I began to think of the school my mom was making me attend. 'ugh school,' I hated just thinking about the word because none of my gang members are going to be there since they all take online courses.

When I went to check it out it was just as I expected it to be. Everywhere I went there were people starring at me, girls trying to flirt, guys sending glares, and teachers who could care less about their students.

I already hated it so much, and when I walked into the cafeteria, I could literally feel everyone's eyes glued to me. Their heads just snapped to me and I had to be honest, I thought I heard a neck crack all the way.

I remember looking back to the sea of eyes and finding the lightest pair of blue eyes that they almost look silver. I still can't tell if she was looking back, or if anyone noticed my surprised expression.

I then began to think about the other encounter I had with her and I chuckled at our conversation. "I do to, but I'm not talking about the motorcycle anymore..." Damn I can't believe I said that to a complete stranger, let alone a clueless girl.

'She probably doesn't even know that there are such things as street races.'

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