"I made regular and special." Diego says from in the kitchen. I shake my head and shut the front door behind me.
"Which are the special ones?" Kyle asks.
"Green lid." He answers, as I walk into the kitchen.
"Thanks." I smile, taking a brownie from Kyle's hand and taking a bite.
"Um..." Di trails, looking at Kyle with worry in his eyes. "That has pot in it."
"Okay," I shrug, taking another bite. "Where's Mags?"
"Upstairs." Kyle says, taking the half of the brownie I haven't eaten yet.
"Jerk," I mutter, grabbing another and quickly running out. "Don't think I've forgotten about what you did this morning!"
"Shit." I hear him say under his breath and I chuckle heading up the steps. I eat the last bit of my brownie as I reach the last step and hit something firm.
"You should watch where you're going, cupcake." Ian chuckles, picking me up and placing me to the side.
"Hey!" I shout as he walks down the steps with his duffle bag and backpack. He stops and turns slightly, urging me to continue. I point to my lips and he chuckles again before throwing his duffle bag down the rest of the steps. He walks up to me and stands on the second to last step, making us almost equal in height.
"Use your words, princess." He says, smirking.
"Princess?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm changing it up a bit." He says, winking at me. I chuckle and peck his lips before turning around and walking to Mahogany's room. "I don't like you wearing such revealing clothes; there are perverts!"
"Shut up!" I shout back, opening Mags door. "You are one!"
"What?" Mags asks, zipping her suitcase closed.
"Nothing, I was just calling your brother a pervert." I smile. "Is warren coming?"
"Yeah." She nods, pulling her suitcase off the bed. "He's our 'adult supervision'."
"Right." I nod, taking a pair of sunglasses off her dresser. "I'm borrowing these."
"Whatever." She shrugs, walking out with her purse and suitcase. I follow, turning off the lights and shutting the door behind me. "Here's my shit, losers. Someone put it in the car!"
"You are the rudest bitch ever." Trevor says, walking past us.
"What'd you say, dumbass?" Mags shouts walking after him. I chuckle and grab her suitcase before walking outside. I walk down the driveway and hand the bag to Santiago as he loads the trunk.
"Hello, Tia." I smile, trying to lean against the car, but failing and falling flat on my back. He laughs at me before picking me up setting me on the roof of the car.
"You just made my day, Princessa." He says, continuing to laugh at me.
"Shut it, I ate one of you brothers brownies." I say, trying to make up an excuse. "Well one and a half."
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The Gang Leader's Iris
Teen FictionThe Gang Leaders Iris Olivia Iris Garcia is a sixteen year old orphan. Or she was. Now she is Olivia Iris Season, with the surname of her new 'family'. She has been living in and out of St.Marie's Orphanage for Girls since her mother died and fathe...
