Chapter 1 pt. 2

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Chapter 1 pt. 2

 

*1 WEEK LATER*

(Nya'S POV)



Beaten, yes. Bruised, yes. Broken, oh no not even close.

Marco can't break me. Neither can his stupid sons, or any of his dumb gang members. Or those stupid kids at that stupid school. School started Already. And I hate it, already. All week people have whispered about me and my gang leader foster dad.

Anthony and Antonio are still in high school. Surprise, surprise. They've made it there life's mission to see me break.

There's one thing though that makes my blood boil.

Not only am I being "Bullied" by the Lions. I'm, being beat on by their enemies "The sea hawks". It's like they have some secret schedule I don't know about. Becuase, when The Lions aren't messing with me.The sea hawks are. I ain't no snitch though. I'll die before I make myself look like a fool by being a tattle-tail.

The only class I don't hate is gym, becuase I'm in track. Everything else here blows, even my Lunchtime. It's my own little slice of hell for the day.

At lunch today Anthony's girlfriend spilled orange coke on my leather jacket. Dumb bimbo. It got on my shirt and pants too. So now I'm walking home in my under shirt and gym shorts. Yep walking even in this neighborhood. When she did it she was like "oops, sorry." I looked up and smiled which totally caught her off guard.And said "It's alright, accidents happen you know. Considering your here, I bet your mom knows all about accidents." Then I walked away.

I've got this funny feeling right now. I really should be packing I guess. I've been putting off carrying any guns. I hate guns, but I need protection. I've got two pistols and a machine gun.I stole the pistols from a friend I had made in New Orleans s'dad's pawn shop when I was eight. I also have at least four thousand in cash hidde in my suit case with my guns.

I hear whistling behind me along with the loud base of a car radio.I sigh,I guess guns should probably be my best friends by now though. Funny how backwards things can be, my guns became my family in a way. They protect me, make me feel safe, and can never turn on me.

(Antonio's POV)

I'm zoned out so I don't notice her until my friends start rolling down their windows and whistling at her. The suburban slows down as we near Nya.She still hasn't turned around. All of the sudden she takes off booking and is gone, disappeared around a corner. Dang she's fast. I sigh in relief.

I don't think I could bring myself to hurt her. For a kid who's supposed to be hell on earth, she sure is pretty normal to me.


(MARCO's POV)


She burst in the back door. I step infront of her "What's the rush?' I ask.

"Nothing" she mumbles.

You see that's another thing about her, any other kid would have told on whoever was chasing them. Not her though, to be honest I respected her for that. I nod my head and return to my newspaper on the table.

(Nya POV)

It's Monday now. We've been doing relays all gym period. It's down to two people now. Me and some girl named Shanondra. All I know is she's top hawk. By the smirk on her face she thought she was going to win this.Too bad she didn't know I'd been holding out on everyone all period.

We get down on are marks. After she's gives me an intimidating look of course.

The whistle blows. I lag for a while. Then I kick it up a notch to where I'm beside her. I give her a devlish grin. Then let loose all my speed and beat her good.

Everyone is shocked. I don't say anything. Just walk into the locker room to change, letting my victory speak for itself.

Later I'm walking down the front steps to the school to start the long walk home,when somebody yells. "Hey you!"

I turn around.,It's a friend of Shanondra's

"Aren't you that Lion who can run like a rabbit from gym."

"No." I tell her

"Your lieing."she says

"No, I'm not. I am that girl from gym, but I ain't no lion. Never have been, never will be "

"Well, well, well. I have a proposition for you." She says with a grin.

#HOPE YOU LIKED IT,NEXT CHAPTER IS TOMORROW.LUV YU :)

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