Ch.IX

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Once everyone settles I make a quick head count. Everyone is their seats. Ace is beside me and a light chatter is going around the room.

I give them a few minutes to speak and calm down before starting.
"As you know from the text I sent out. Trouble is brewing. The other night a teenage male was found in our territory. The twins and I brought him to the red room for questioning. To us he as know as Dom. During the questioning I found out he is part of Revolutions new recruits. This morning as in was waiting for the morning patrol to come in and report he walked into the room. He goes to this school. Now I want everyone on alert in their classes. We now know that someone from Revolution is within our school. If he comes by the rumors we are in fact a gang, then we are in more trouble. I suggest a motion to inform the Swordsmen as a backup. Seeing as they are closer to Revolution territory and school. All in favor?"

A chorus of "I's", "agree's", and "totally's" fill the air.

"Any apposed?" Nobody spoke.

"Its settled then. Reggie contact the Swordsmen. When you get the chance. Now for the daily report..."
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Once the meeting was finished we had downtime before the bell rung. A lot of my people are musically talented so we all somehow ended up singing random Greenday songs. Yea you heard me.  Greenday.

After wards we all went to class. I was sitting in my french class when the door opened.

"Ah, your late. But this is your first day with us and this school is crazy so you'll be excused, garçon."

In that moment all the girls sigh. The guys groan. And My mouth drops slightly. There he is. Dom.

"Pick a french name, mon ami. You will be known as that name in this class. Doesn't have to be your own, get creative." Madame says calmly and kindly handing him a paper of example names. She's just so amazing.
"Damien." He replies after starring at the paper for a few minutes.
"Alright, now do you know how to introduce yourself properly in french?" She asks.

"Oui. Bon jour classe de Français. Je suis Damian." (Yes. Good day french class. I am Damian.) he replies smoothly. Damnnnn son.
"Très bien, mon ami. (Very good, my friend.) Sit down in the desk my Evè-Verò. Evè raise your hand sil-tu-plait." (Please. Shhh i totally forget if this is the correct word for please. Im pretty sure tho there are many but this is the one we use in my class. Yes the french name is my french name. I like it. Deal with it.)
I raise my hand. Why does it have to be me? Grrrrr. He walks by, sits down, looks at me with recognition. Shit.

Well more to tell the pack I guess. Dom is in my french class. Oh gods help me.

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⏰ Last updated: May 12, 2016 ⏰

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