We reside in a small rundown apartment in downtown Eden. It's the typical "home" for any recent Bar 3 or below.
You live with a minimalistic mindset. Everyone is different, but for those of us who have yet to earn our way up your clan lives where they are told.
It's 2 a.m. and I'm headed back home. Luke and Milo are probably back by now. After reaching bar 3, the missions and tasks assigned to us have increased in difficulty.
Navigating the streets if Downtown Eden when it's pouring has always excited me. Pushing it close to 80 mph raised a little fear in me but not enough to slow me down.
Reaching downtown Eden is always a sight to see, bright neon lights and signs on every street corner. The streets filled with people going about their Saturday night life. I turn on to Cord Street and pull into a small alley way leading to the apartment. Parking my bike along side the other two.
By the looks of it you would never guess that a clan was here. Describing it as "okay" is a bit too generous. But all is not as it seems. A tiny kitchen and living room, a bathroom and three tiny rooms. You make do.
I could see the lights were on, that's one of the few things we three have in common, we're always up at strange hours of the night. I could hear music pounding as I got closer and I knew Milo was in one of his moods.
Sliding my card in and entering my pin I was finally home. Walking to Milo's door, I notice his door is unlocked.
"What the fuck Ivanna? Learn to knock stupid" he said in an annoyed tone.
"Whatever you knew I was coming. How about you calm the FUCK down and turn down your STUPID music" I replied in the same tone.
"Your getting water all over the floor! Get the heck out!" he said.
I take my right hand and flick water at him and I grabbed his door to slam it shut and I see him grab something to throw in my direction. The music seemed to be slightly lowering as I walk away.
I turn to see Luke in the kitchen wearing his head phones, ah smart. He sees me and I grab the sandwich he had just made and took a bite.
"Being hungry and angry is no reason to steal" he said smirking. But he made no effort to take his sandwich back.
"He is right you know, you are getting water everywhere, and you smell like moldy ass" he said as he backed away.
I reach down and undo my boot and pull my sock and proceeded to throw it at him. "Smell that!" I said.
To no surprise he catches it unfazed and says "gross" then turns around to put it in the garbage.
"How was it?" Raising an eyebrow at me.
"He ran and hid in an alley way, but I eventually got him" I said in a tired tone. " I had to drop him off, not sure what for"
"Milo lost his grip and let his fall, I helped him dispose the body and clean the scene" Luke explained as he shook his head. "So he's being a sad brat and I let him be for tonight, not in the mood to fight" as he headed off to his room. "Night Ivanna" he said as he closed his door.
I hop off the stool and head for the showers. Too bad for Milo, but it's no use feeling bad for him, just hope he doesn't lose another one. Not just for his sake but for the progress of the clan.
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Bar 3
Teen FictionLuke, Vince, and I are apart of the Bar system. We form clan N1 and we recently got our third bar. Now we need to earn our way into a Tree House. In the Bar system you earn your keep and you always get what you deserve. Earn your way into the syst...