The Good Girl Gangleader

Chapter 5- what now?!

"Are you kidding?" I glare at Alex. "Can you leave me alone for just one day?"

"Wow, please don't kill me." Alex says in mock fear.

"Can you just cut the crap and tell me what you want from me!" I demand.

"Nothing." He moans rather defensively. I'd only just arrived at school only to find Alex stood by my locker on his phone. You can imagine the horrified look plastered on my face.

"Right." I mumble getting rather irritated. It would be an under statement to say that today was not a good day. The deadline for the plan was today, I don't make empty threats. Also I was practically being harassed by Alex and it doesn't help that someone wrote loser on my locker. It might seam fairly petty but for me petty was now the glazed cherry on the cake.

I walk away from Alex and start towards home room, lesson hasn't started yet but I need an escape. But there was one tiny flaw, I forgot Alex was in my home room. "Just go the FUCK away." I yell as someone taps my shoulder.

"And good morning to you too." A too chipper Brandon rolls his eyes. Well it's better then, urg, alex.

"Oh hey." I force a smile.

"What happened to you?" He questions raising an eyebrow.

"Brandon." I wince at the sound of Alex's familiar voice as he waltzes in acknowledging Brandon's presence for the first time.

"I can take care of him now if you want." Brandon says. I'm not quite sure if he's serious or not but the offer does sound pretty tempting.

"Please do." I jest.

"Come on pumpkin one date and I'll leave you alone, that's all I want, one date tomorrow." Alex practically begs me.

"You know what fine! If that's what it takes for you to let me get on with my life I will go on a date with you."

"Good it's a date." Smirks Alex cockily.

"Yes we did just say that." I say as I begin to regret my decision.

"Ichigo you cant be serious." Moans an extremely irritated Brandon. "You don't know anything about him."

"Calm down I can take care of my self you know." I speak challenges Brandons complaint.

"Hey calm down dude." Laughs a rather smug looking Alex.

"Shut up Alex." Brandon threatens through gritted teeth. "I wasn't talking to you was I?"

"No. But me and Ichigo are non of your business in this situation."

"We have somewhere to be tomorrow, we have somewhere to be every Friday, remember." Brandon almost begs.

"You can take care of it yourself I'll be there after, or are not capable of such a simple task." I snap, curious as to why Brandon seemed so fustrated. He was about reply when the bell rang and students came piling into the room.

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My rescheduled detention was over and I rushed out of the building and towards my old truck.  I hopped in and turned the keys. Nothing. I tried again. Nothing. I continued this process five times before giving up and resting my head on the steering wheel. "Stupid piece of crap." I mumble.

"Need any help there?" I here a low voice ask. I raised my head to see a guy with dimples looking straight at me. He looks cute but in a sexy way. I thought.

"Thanks." He grins. Those dimples are so cute. Wait a second. Did I say he was sexy and cute out loud. Well I think I've gone mad.

"I'm good." I respond blankly hoping the conversation will end there.

"Ok I'll be here another five minuets if you change your mind." He says running a hand through his dirty blonde hair. I nod before pulling my phone out of my pocket in search of Brandon's contact. I ring him. Nothing. I ring him again. Nothing. I try another five times but the result is the same. I'm getting a real sense of dejavu here. Guess I'm out of options.

I hop out the truck and walk over to the mystery guy from before.

"OH MY GOD." I squeal looking at his car in amazement.

"What?!" He turns wide eyed "what's wrong?!" He says looking around before following my gaze.

"Is that a-a." I stutter.

"Oh yeah it's a Ferrari, chics dig it." He smirks. That smirk seems familiar.

"Yeah state the obvious much! It's a freaking F12 Berlinetta!" I fan girl. "I've been dying to get one it must have cost you a fortune." I gush.

"Wow. A chic who knows her cars, now that's what I dig." I turn to face him, mildly confused as to what he just said. "I'm assuming you want a ride?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Um yeah." God I'm so out of character right now but it's not everyday you see a hot guy stood next to a freaking F12 Berlinetta. Damn.

"Then let's go." He says opening the door. "After you." He grins familiarly. I seriously think I know him from somewhere. I give him my address as we discuss cars on the way back. I step carefully out of the car and shut the door before mystery boy decides to speak. "Bye Ichigo." He winks driving off. Wait how did he know my name.....

So sorry about the late posting and confusion. I had a few technical errors on top of my mock exams thanks for reading.
-xxclichésxx