"Did he really walk you home?"
My friend Juanita asked me the following day.
Juanita and I were walking to school at around seven in the morning. We were surely going to make it in before the bell rang. School started at eight o' clock and our little expedition only took ten minutes.
Juanita and I walked across the cross walk when she inquired once more.
"Did you guys kiss?"
"What?! He was just walking me home, Nita. Nothing huge about that."
She shrugged her shoulders.
"I dunno...he could've."
"Well, he didn't" I said in a stern, reaffirming tone.
When our feet finally got on campus, I look around to find Lucas. He was easy to spot-- in the courtyard surrounded by a barricade of crushing girls.
I sigh and walk along.
He wouldn't see me anyhow I thought.
Juanita and I proceeded into the building and once we reached the front doors, we were revealed to our everyday scene.
Lockers sprayed with graffiti, seniors rough housing throughout the halls, a fight between two gang-affiliated females, and teachers hiding in their classrooms, traumatized in fear.
"Welcome to the jungle" I heard Juanita mumble.
I hook arms with her.
"Come on, let's get to class."
Nita and I push through the chaos expeditiously without accidentally starting trouble. In the near distance we see our lockers.
We were so lucky to obtain such close lockers. Juanita was only three lockers down from me.
In a matter of minutes, we collected our materials and carried on to class.
That is until our least favorite girl of all comes face-to-face with us.
It was Chelly-- the roughest, meanest gangbanging female in the whole junior class. She was a darkskinned, in shape girl. She had a sharp face with major cheekbones and wore her red weave in cornrows. She had multiple piercings: two cartilages, a tragus, a septum, two eyebrows, and one bellybutton. Alongside her crew she was always clothed in black, Dasia and Rod.
Dasia is her right hand man. She is a brownskinned girl with an hourglass figure. She always has her hair in a glossy finger wave and has two lip piercings. She wears nude makeup and brown lip gloss. Her older sister La'Shay is a senior and doesn't mind breaking any necks. But don't let her beauty fool you, Dasia is just as bad.
And last but not least is Alana Rodriguez, better known as Rod. Rod is a real weed fiend and a hell of a knife collector. She has long jet black hair that hangs well beneath her backside, golden skin, and her most notable piece of jewelry: gold brass knuckles. If you get in her way, she'll slice you to bits.
Their whole group is in a gang called the Red Dragos, named after their association with Bloods. The members are Dasia and her sister La'Shay, Rod and her cousins Riza and Carmen, and Chelly. Chelly is the leader of the girl gang. If there's one thing you should know about them: don't you dare mess with them. Ever.
Me, Juanita and Chelly go way back-- elementary school.
We used to be good friends until this one girl came along. Her name was Aaliyah Carter. We loved hanging out with Aaliyah, well, everyone except Chelly. She was so jealous of all of the attention she got so she punched Aaliyah in the face. After that, they were quarrelling ever since: Aaliyah versus Chelly, Red Dragos versus Black Vipers, Aaliyah's gang associated with the G.D's. Juanita and I, on the other hand, left those two bickering without a trace.
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Maia (BWWM)
Teen FictionMaia Young has loved Lucas Green since she first laid eyes on him her freshman year. Maia knew she'd never in a million years get a single chance with him or, better yet, get noticed by him. Boy, is she wrong.