The Delinquents Devil (UP FOR ADOPTION)

Chapter 1

Hi everyone! I made a story! My friend made me so dont blame me if it sucks...

Chapter 1

So what, I set the school on fire... twice... Whatever big deal! Geez, they make it sound like I burned the whole fucking school to the ground. OK, so I burnt the gym and the Spanish room to the ground, not the same thing! At least they did me a favor by kicking me out, oh well, that was 2 and a half years ago.

My name is Evyn Trey Jackson local delinquent, wherever I go.

2 and a half years ago I was 15 and sure you can call me the rich girl, just don't call me preppy. I lived in LA with my mother who always had an excuse to go somewhere for work, and then there's my father... that's a story I would rather not get into. So yea, I burnt up the school twice, and apparently twice is the limit because the next day I was expelled. That night instead of waiting for the cuts, bruises, and mental scars my father would add on, I ran away.

You can call me Riley, Quin, Alexandra, Danielle, any name that floats your boat. I now live in New York, or at least right now I do. I don't have any money. No I ran out of that about a year ago. Now I live in alleys most the time. I can survive, as long as I sell the drugs, or worse comes to worse, I work at a bar or strip club. I do have a friend, her names Tess O'Riley, she's the only one who knows my real name. She comes to visit me sometimes, and even helps clean me up from time to time. I just saw her today but she didn't have any money either so I guess it's to the bar for me.

I don't feel like stripping tonight.

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I had just walked in the bar and already I had gotten whistles, guess everybody was already drunk. I'm not my best tonight, my long black hair is tangled, and there are bags under my eyes, nobody knows the color of my eyes, sometimes they say I don't have a color, because all you ever see is black, darkness in my eyes. I'm wearing black skinny jeans, a grey tank top that Tess gave me, my black jacket, and converse. If I'm at my best I'll be wearing a dress and actually look healthy, if i had been I would be at the strip club right now.

I go up to the bar and ask the bartender, I think his name is Sam, if I could work tonight.

Sam said no.

I sat down on a stool shooting daggers at Sam. There was a guy sitting next to me who was just staring at me. Guess I found a job for the night.

"Can I buy you a drink?" The man asked, as predicted.

"Sure, why not?" I winked at him. He smiled. Yup, my job of the night.

"My names Jay, and you?"

Which name to choose... I haven't used Quin in awhile. "You can call me Quin."

"Now, now Evyn, no need to lie."

I was about to cuss him out and ask him how the hell he knew my name when his eyes turned red. "Wha-?"

To late. He waved his hand and everything went dark. The last thing that flashed my eyes was Jay, smiling down on me, he looked like he knew me.

Who the hell was this guy?

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I hope you liked it so far, the next chapter will be out soon, probably tomorrow or late tonight. :)