The Gang Leader

Chapter 28:

Bianca's POV
   The airport terminal was teaming with young people and within all of their energetic chattering was me. I was slumped in a chair with a red hood covering my face. My angsty preteen image was complete with my earbuds in my ear as overly loud music played from them.
   Carla sat in the chair next to me stuck in the middle of an intense video game. My parents? They sat across from us, completely unaware of my bad mood. Good thing too. Who knows if that'd be the last straw and I'd just explode.
   Carla already knew not to mess with me because I snapped at her when she asked if I saw Erick with that girl the other day, and once again when she asked if he was coming today.
   Of course it was all up to him. I'd told him when my flight left a few days before. I'd told him I'd wait for him, but that was before I saw him with another girl. Yet me being the idiot I am, I'm glancing every five seconds down the terminal to see if he comes.
   I swear I'm one of the only people who would be dumb enough to hope for him to show up, and I know it's all over because yesterday I saw him with the same girl. And the best part was that he was sucking face with her. What a great way to end my trip.
   Someone taps my shoulder, and when I turn around I realize that someone is Carla.
   "You still hoping he's going to come?"
   I scoff, "As if he'd come."
   " And you're okay with that."
   " Completely. He made his choice."
    "Come on, B. I know you better than that. Even if you want to deny it, a small part of you wishes he'll show up."
"Carla, don't you ever think that we're too young for this shit?" I sigh, " I mean look at what's happened already."  
She gives me a pointed look before continuing, "To some people maybe, but there are some people who are born into these types of situations. Plus nothing is as cut and dry as most people want to believe."
I nod at her answer, bringing my lip into my mouth as I think of what she just said. People are born into all sorts of circumstances, good and bad, I guess. I shouldn't be one to judge, but I can't help feel that I'm too young to have gotten caught up in murder and gangs and all the bad they bring. What a shock that would be to my parents and  to my peers. Just imagining the faces of the student body makes me smile. What a sight that would be; the people who thought me to be a goody two shoes, seeing me as I am now..
Oh how I've changed...
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The warm breeze surrounded me, the sun caressing my face as I stepped out onto my balcony. S

School would be starting the next day and for the first time I wasn't excited to see my class schedule or to see if my classes were challenging enough. I was excited to see the shock and all the whispers I would cause. 

I would go to school, not as the little nerdy girl I was,  wearing a pink hoodie, but as a who I was now. A girl who wears black and doesn't care about anyone's opinion. 

And even as I look out at by backyard bathed in the warm light of a setting sun I can't help but think that maybe Eric is thinking of me as the girl he met at the beginning of the summer. 

I stand for hours outside, until it gets dark,  and think about all I've gotten into and who I was and who I'll be to everyone else starting tomorrow, and even if my belly is uneasy now I know all I need is Carla and myself. 

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soooo was that a good ending? 

this was my first ending ever, so I honesty don't know how well that went. I hope it was at least bearable. 

I am planning on a sequel, but I don't know how well that will work out as I am super busy with school cause I'm such a try hard >.< 

anyways I hope you all liked this story and thank you so much for putting up with my cringy writing and staying for the journey as my writing developed. 

A tout a l'heure, everyone !