Chapter 12
NYA
A reporter comes to school the next day.I tell him I was just trying to keep everyone safe.
His eyes light up when he here"s this.He asks me what I want to be when I grow up."Happy." is all I say.He jots down notes then leaves.
Marco said not totalk to reporters this morning.Like I said though.I do what I want when I want if I like.I smile thinking about how it could of been like this a long time ago.Me being a badass.
"I gotta fly." I say softly getting up from the school steps where I had been gossiping with a bunch of girls.They give me a chorus of "Bye's".
School ended about thirty minutes ago so Teresa and Zack are gone already.I walk home alone.Summer is coming soon so it's hotter outside.I fan myself with homework.
It's not long before Anthony and Antonio pull up and the car creeps along slowly beside me."Dad's pist at you." Anthony exclaims.
"You can tell him to shove it." I say coolly.
He laughs and they pull off.
There's reporters infront of my house so I put on my best smile.
I ignored them and shut the door on their sorry faces.
Later I call Zack and he asks if I can come swim. Unlike Teresa and I he has a license,a car and he's rich. He tells me hell be here in ten minutes and hangs up before I can answer him.
I don't have a swimsuit so I call Teresa and tell her to bring an extra one.
If only I had a cell phone I wouldn't need to use Marco's home phone.
Zack knocks on the door and I'm still not ready. So he waits in the living room.
I come back downstairs to find Marco staring down Zack. Zack is fidling with his watch.His light brown hair is gelled back. His green eyes dart nervously to me and relief fills them.
He comes up to me and hugs me whispering," he's scary." I chuckle at this.
He let's his arm fall around my waist.
I kind of like Zack.Like he's nice and all and probably wouldn't turn me down. But I'm not going to make the first move.
I lean on him.
"Where are you going?" Marco asks.
"Swimming with Zack." I say going towards the door to leave.
Marco mutters something and walks off.
When I get there I change into the deep blue swimsuit Teresa brought me.
I let them swim and sunbake on a lawn chair.
I'm laying there when I feel a presence above me.
I look up to see a wet Zack ogling me.
Then without warning I'm picked up and thrown into the pool.
I yell in fright.
We splash and play for hours.
When I get home it's late. I sneak upstairs and fall into bed exhausted.
In the morning I go downstairs to find Marco reading the newspaper intently.
"Look at this!"he says showing me the front page wich is a picture of me smiling as much as I can trying not to laugh.
"That phatographer should win an award."I say joking.
He mutters something under his breath and I roll my eyes.
I'm about to ask what crawled up his cranky ass when I think better of it.
"Calm down. It's nothing." I say calmly.
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Next Monday a woman comes and asks me if I'm Nya.She is definitely a gangster.
"What's it to you if I am." I ask rudely.
"Well that would mean I am your mother." She says.
My mouth drops open.What the Fuck!
I look her I her over again.She has fiery red hair plucked curved eyebrows, and designer jeans on. Her hair is obviously died but I love it.
I laugh,and laugh.And laugh.
Finally I stop and become serious again and say."Sorry,but no. You are not my mom lady."
"So you are Nya?" She asks.
"Yep,not your daughter though." I answer amused.
"It's okay that you don't remember me.Do you remember your father at all."
"Nope,I try not to remember people from my past.Now if you'll excuse me I have to get home now." I say side-steping her and walking off.
I'm two blocks away when my keen hearing senses pick up the soft sound of an almost silent engine.
I keep walking and pretend I can't hear it.It gets closer.
I spin around backing up onto the sidewalk.
There's a black Mustang there.In it is a skin-head Mexican man and that woman from my school.
They get out turning the car off.
"Oh,it is you Nya." The man says.
Yep he's a a gangster.He's got a Spanish slur to his words.
"What of it,essay." I ask letting myself go into full gangster-mode.
This lady gotta be outta her mind.
"Wow I guess it runs in the familia.Your a born gangster." He says grinning.
"Aye,what are you taking about?"
"Nya I'm you dad." He says.
"No,your not Marco is." I say without thinking.
"Hey,it's okay. I know they brain wash kids in foster care. Well work on that." He says coming towards me.
I back up away from him.
The woman starts towards me also.
"Come on your coming home with us now." She says.
They both grab me.I kick her and punch him in the nose.
"Damn they taught you how to fight." He says holding his face.
"No,I taught myself you jerk. It's hard out there."
He lunges at me.They both pin me to the ground.
I kick and try and get free.
Suddenly there's a sharp pain in my arm.I look down to see a needled syringe sticking out of my vein.
My muscles become puddy.
I lay there uselessly.
Then the world went black.
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Random"Here girl,here Nya." Marco says He makes kissing noises, as if she were a dog. Nya shivers. He really is as bad as they say. Nya set her shoulders and prepared to face her newest tormentor. NOTICE : This story is under serious editing and plot rev...
