(The B is the tattoo over her heart next 12 chapters will each hold her tattoos, so you can see them-)
I had fallen asleep as soon as we got to Bennett's. I didn't dream. I didn't wake up in the night because I was freezing cold, or because of car alarms, or anything like that. I felt safer than ever. Until I was woken up.
When I was woken up, I almost had a heart attack at the idiot who chose to put on a mask and scare me. I cursed as I shot up on the couch, giving a sigh and brushing back my hair, looking at the masked male.
"Jordan, you bastard." I stated and removed the blanket. I wore a tank top and a pair of shorts. Jordan looked at my arms, my legs and above my chest.
"You have a lot of tattoos." he tells me. I nod my head and stand up.
"That I do. 13 to be exact." I tell him with a smile. He shrugs.
"They look nice. Who did them for you?" he asked me. I shrug my shoulders.
"A friend." I tell him. He nods his head, his dirty blonde curls bounce a bit as he tosses the mask off to the side and sits down, looking at me.
"What's the B over your heart for?" he asks. I give a sigh, and stand up, folding my blanket and laying it out.
"My sister." I state, turning back to him.
"You have a sister?" he asked. I shrug my shoulders.
"Kind of." I tell him and go to my bag, pulling it up and rummaging through it.
"What do you mean kinda?" he asked me.
"She passed away a few years ago." I tell him. I saw the look in his eyes, the look I always see. "I was really young." I tell him. "I don't really remember. Anyway, why are you here?" I ask him. I had lied about me not really remembering, but what could I do? I hate that look.
"Oh, we," he says, slinging an arm around my shoulders "Including the other two, are going to Starbucks to meet with Naomi." he says.
"We are?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. "You know, I don't really know Naomi right?" I say with a sigh. "She probably doesn't like me. I think I'll go out and do something else." I say just as Declan walked in.
"Nope. You're coming with." he tells me.
"And I have no say in the matter?" I question.
"Nope." Jordan tells me. "What? Are you going to have to pay you again?" he asks. I smirk and act like I'm thinking.
"Totally." I say jokingly and pull out an outfit. "Never been to Starbucks." I tell them. Jordan gives a gasp, placing a hand over his heart.
"But you're so white." He tells me. I smirk.
"Not a basic one." I tell him and laugh a bit. "Or one with that kind of money." I say. Jordan shrugs.
"It's not that much." Declan say, and I look over at him, a slight glare resting in my eyes. He looks at me for a moment, and then, I can see the realization in his eyes.
"Yeah." I say and stand up. "I'm going to go change." I state.
"Hey." Declan says before I walk off. "Your eyebrows and lashes are white. How'd you dye them?" he asked. I give a short laugh.
"I didn't." I tell him. "It's all natural." I tell. "I'm Albino. A disease where you have no pigment, which is why my hair looks white, my eyes are blue and a snowman is darker than me." I state, offering a smirk. The boys smile at that, and I could hear someone walk in, my attention turns to them.
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FanfictionA girl Three guys Some gangs Some pain And now, Her. Soon without Another Inspired by: https://www.wattpad.com/user/RubixCube89201