❝When someone told me I lived in a fantasy land, I almost fell off my unicorn.❞
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I stared at this "Tommy".
He was hot.
He was also an ass.
I was NOT a "fuck girl".
"What the hell are you doing here?" Nicholas was glaring at him, so I glared at him too.
"Yeah, what the heck are you doing here?" I folded my arms. Tommy chuckled before smirking.
"I see you've got yourself a new pet. Wasn't Rebekah enough?" I scrunched eyebrows.
Who in the hell is Rebekah?
A better looking bitch than you.
"Now's not the time conscious!" I yelled.
"Was crazy one of the qualifications?" He asked.
"Shut the hell up Tommy. What do you want?"
Tommy then turned serious. "I need your help."
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"It's very simple Claire. Just walk inside this building, grab the black folder and run. Simple right?" Nicholas was currently telling me how to get myself killed.
He wanted me to run into a rival gangs secret base, steal from them and try not to die.
So not simple!
"No! What if I get caught?"
"That's why you'll be wearing this unicorn onesie." He held up the costume he bought me. "They'll never recognize who's under hear."
"But-"
"You promised."
"But-"
"I'll kill Isaac if you don't."
"WHAT?!" Isaac yelled from across the room.
"Fine!" I threw my hands in the air in exasperation.
"Melanie, Derek, Tim, Seth and Tommy will be with you anyway." A dark cloud surfaced over my face.
I hated Tommy.
The entire ride back home he insulted every possible thing about me. I got so fed up that I grabbed his gun and shot it in the air. He jumped onto Nicholas and squealed before regaining composure and snatching it from my hand.
If I was a wizard, I would've been able to make him float away, but SOMEONE cough cough hasn't sent me my letter yet.
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The Gangleader's Pact {#Wattys2017}
HumorImagine sitting on a curb waiting for your older brother to pick you up. Then imagine getting a briefcase thrown at your face, in which you are framed for stealing. Then getting punched in the boob and thrown into a van, and getting kidnappe...
