The good girls secret ( on Hold)

Chapter 1- the big announcement

Sometimes I feel like God's against me.

Seriously, I hate my life.

I woke up around 12, feeling normal and shaving no idea what was going to happen to me.

My life. Was about to go KABOOM.

We were at a fancy restaurant. I was in my best dress (a $500 turquoise dress that I absolutely adored) and I was okay. I had done the whole girly routine, and I had eaten about 5 mini packs of skittles.

So what? Its part of my preparation routine! Don't judge!

My mom and David (her boyfriend) looked guilty as hell, I frowned, not liking the long wait between my simple question (I had simply demanded to know why we were in the same fancy place that my mum had forbade me going to for my birthday- something about my last report card being atrocious? I don't know!) And their answer.

I felt like I was waiting for the winner on freaking X factor or something!

I admit, I can be kind of impatient.

I decided that I might as well daydream if they were going to take eons. Sheesh!

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After my routine I walked out my room into my little brothers room

"Hiya ethan"

"Hey Ari"

Yep. That's right. Your resident bad girl had a soft spot for her siblings. What?

But of course I couldn't reveal my true identity to everyone at school. There would be too many complications. Plus there's rule number one: trust no-one.

I guess it helps that I hate the guts of pretty much everyone at that hell-hole.

Our school is pretty much the normal All American school.

We have the normal cliques. Cheerleaders, (the heads a total bi-atch) and the jocks, and anyone who's so unimportant, that their friendship group doesn't even have a title.

And then there was me. Everyone thought I was the good girl and that they could walk all over me.

In order to keep up my act, I've had to do several pieces of homework for the bullies ( little did they know that if I didn't have an identity to protect, I would whoop their asses at any given time) and be used by a lot of people.

In fact, so many people used me and pissed me off, that I had a happy place that I would go to to let off steam and let my tattoo show. This was behind the bike shed that everyone thought was haunted.

Confused? I would be.

Basically, there's this game what we play. ''Who's we?'' You ask?

The Gang.

Now before you get any funny ideas and leave , hear me out.

I have this gang: "The Silencers" and we basically do all the things that the average gangs do. Though we aren't as ruthless as others,( who am I kidding ) we do have a way of keeping respect in our territory. We play Hunt.

The objective of the this annual event is that the current gang leader goes on the run for 6 months. The leader can do anything to hide; go abroad, change identity, anything. This part is to check how good the gang is at hunting people down, even the strong ones like the leader. If the old leader is caught, they die.

So, basically, the leader goes on the run and a new leader is nominated. If the new leader and the gang can't find the old leader, then both leaders come together and fight to the death.

So basically, either way someone dies.

Hunger Games much?

And the tatoo thing? You'll just have to find out...

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I snapped out of my daydream just in time to hear 3 fatal words simultaneously come out my mother and david's mouths.

"We're getting married!"

You should have seen my face.