A Love Like War (completed)

Chp. 1.5

Chp. 1.5 : Lesson Learned

~ I changed this chapter up a lot, so slowly skim through it.

Chance's POV:

I always get what and whoever I want; not to be conceited. It's just the way things are when it comes to me.

The name be Chance Collins. Birth name; Anicia Collins. Well, that's what my god forsaken donors named me. After what I'm about to tell you, I want you to guess why I'm called Chance.

I'm the fighter, I was raised in the hood as a child. I was on the streets since the age of seven years old. I've fought all my life, I don't just give that up. I keep it lit in me, just against a punching bag.

I was saved by my closest friend, Jacel when I was fifteen years old. She got me out the game, wasn't easy but she did. She brought me up on my feet, put clothes on my back, food in my stomach, and even gave me my own roof over my head. She knows she can't ever take the hood out of me but she keeps me out of it. She treats me like her own blood, we call ourselves sisters. I owe her my life, for who I am today.

I'm one of the most popular students at Ridge Belford High. There are three others.

Those three others are my friends, which I'll introduce:



Jacqueline; known by Jacel.
All together, she's the ringleader.
She's the one responsible for getting us all together in their first place, we've all just grew on each other from there. She is all of us put into one. She is a fighter, a manipulator, and gang member. Yet, she still has a soft side.



A'Jay; known for her baby face and pretty eyes. She's a soft stud, the peacemaker. She keeps everyone in place. For example, we're three major planets and she just happens to be the sun. She isn't like us, she got a good, strong, big ass heart. Which does get her into trouble at times.



Last but definitely not the least, DaNajah; known by D'Nay. Try and call her DaNajah, I promise you it won't be pretty at all. She's the worse of us all. The manipulator. Got a temper? She set it off. She can get under your skin easily, but that's if you allow her to.

To wrap it all up: We're the rich.

The rich?

The respected.

Everyone and anyone knows the rich and loves the rich.

I mean, who wouldn't?

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(Continued...)

"I am anything but rude, nigga! You clearly the only rude one here!" She continued to yell at D'Nay.

She looked cute when she was mad. It was entertaining, looks like Jacel was right.

She pulled her hair up into a bun and started to take off her earrings as she got up from her seat, "I swear on my dead goldfish, I'm a' slap the shit out you, fam. Get yo ass up." She scowled at D'Nay.

"Aye, that's my cue. What's up? We gotta problem?" I interrupted.

She looked caught off guard.

I joined her as I got out of my seat. Two can play this game.