One Moment (THE PALS FAN FIC)

Poor Country Girl

Waking up can be really hard, especially if your dreams are better than reality. Memories of your dream will fade - if you are even lucky enough to remember them. In this case i was living somewhat of a bitter sweet reality. Im laying in A gang leaders bed but if i keep my eyes close i'm back in ohio with Gramps and Mom. OMG WHAT IF HE IS LAYING NEXT TO ME. well wouldn't it be that - YES IT WOULD BE BAD. I slowly flicker my eyes. DANG IT.im still here. I blink, close my eyes, and blink again trying to somewhat wake up out of this nightmare. Streaks of sunlight penetrate the window and blind me. I sleepily sit up and rub my knuckles into my eyes. I stretch my arms above my head. Where is he? I drag my feet off the bed and I watch my legs dangle above the beige rug.

"Did i wake you?". He says from behind me with a toothbrush in his mouth.

"No." I say fiddling with the strings of my pajama pants. I feel a bag thrown against my back. I snap my head around.

"Good- Shai went shopping for you. You're about to meet her.. Actually you're about to meet them all."He says. His voice starts to fade when he goes inside the bathroom. I hear him spit out the toothpaste. As the water runs i look at the clothes. Shai has great taste. He walks out we made brief eye contact. He has vivid blue eyes.JESUS.

"Sorry about Denis and Sketch last night. I see they got a little rough." He was talking about the bruise on my arm that is now visible to him since my arms aren't fully covered.

"Um they didn't do that." I say picking at the clothes. He nods. At Least he respects my privacy. He rushes on his leather jacket and threw me a towel. He looks at me before leaving "Downstairs. Ten minutes"

"I'M NOT A CHILD." i blurt out.

"You're not?" . He say smiling as he exits. Did he just.. Make a joke. A bad one. But it was a joke.

I quickly hop in the shower and put on the jeans and graphic Nickelback tee. I throw on my black vans and make my way to the mirror. I looked up at my reflection, my eyes, the color of honey in the summer. My hair was all black i tried dying it pink but it just ended up looking more violet pink. My olive skin was was bare witch i'm not used too. I usually just wear makeup for fun or to hide er bruises. I could pass as a 12 year old even if i'm just 19.

I walk out of the room locking the door behind me. Down the hall i see a boy with more tan like features on the phone laughing and blushing. We make eye contact i push the button for the elevator then POOF he's just gone. I wonder if he is apart of the gang. I make way downstairs to the basement and holy moly. It's like a man cave mixed with a country club mixed with um dave and busters. It's so cool! Its looks kinda crowded now with boxes of guns. I walk out of the elevator.. I was never good at making friends. Denis sits with some girl with glasses in the back. I see Corl counting packed up guns on racks.. Of course with Randi tagged along his side. A Brown skin girl with 2 long french braids came to my side.

"Courtney? Right yeah! Im shai!." she says bubbly. She extends her arm for a handshake.

"Thanks for the clothes... are u apart of the Mongols?" i ask trying to make conversation.

"Hell no- well sorta everybody here has a job. ME. i get everything from the outside in. clothes.shoes.food.furniture. Anything you want i'm your girl." she turns me around to a man jingling keys in his hands while leaning on a wall. " Flebsy - driver. He knows evr part of new york. He will take you there. He is for special private matters." my mind flashes to that car ride when corl was gonna blow my brains out. Ah good times.

"Is that allie? With Denis." i asked nodding towards the crates.

"Yeah .. cute couple right!! Allie - tech god. Security is her thang." Shai says with her deep ney york accent.