Chapter 1

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Maya POV

Today was Thursday and it was 5th period. I was walking down the hallway due to the fact I didn't want to go to class. My 5th hour is P.E and the gym teacher is always giving me shit. Talking about I need to work out more, and some shit about playing football.

   I wasn't paying attention and bumped into someone making them fall to the floor with me on top of them. I closed my eyes to brace impacted but my hands went straight to the floor with my face to their face. A little to close in my own opinion. I felt their breath in my face smelled of watermelon gum.. my favorite.

"Oh Shit" said the person I was on top of I opened my eyes to see Arlyss She is known for her band. I also tried to dig up some info on her. Since it's good too know someone's background. Couldn't find anything it's like she doesn't even go here but I soon gave up. That was years ago. I thought there was no point on trying to know info on her. As long as she doesn't try shit with me.

Not going to lie I always thought of her being attractive. Her body was a body any guy would find sexy. The way her hair bounces when she walks. Her chest isn't big but I'm not much of a boob guy anyway.

"Oh sorry I wasn't paying attention" I said to her getting up holding out my hand to pick her back up.

Arlyss POV

I held on to his hand as he helped me up.

"No I'm sorry I bumped into you" I said dusting fake dust off of me.

"If you don't mind me asking aren't you supposed to be in class" I asked titling my head to the side looking at the clock behind him.

"Yes but why even go.." Maya said rolling his black eyes. "And you?" He asked me.

"Not going" I said with a small smile.

He nodded his head.
"Well I'll be on my way" I said waving and then walking past him.

"Yes me to" He said walking away.  

That was my first encounter with him to be honest. I've always eyed him while walking in the hallways. He has these black blue eyes that are amazing. He's skinny but not weak he has muscle. Now how do I say my fucking type.

 I started my way home. I walked down the street and stopped at the end of the street seeing my house.

I don't live with my parents they let me do what ever I want. They pay for all the housing bills as I pay for food and my phone bill.

My parents you see are in the Yakuza they're the leaders of 'Gotouda' they bought me this house so no one can hurt me. The only thing is they're not around all the time they live on the other side of the city so I don't see them that often. Also there's one catch I live with other Yakuza members that only my mom and dad trust. These people I have grown to know them as my family.

It's always been this way since I was 7 when I was kidnapped by a rival gang. My parents thought it would keep me safe, well I haven't been kidnapped since. I have a younger brother and sister but they live with my grandparents the former leaders of 'Gotouda' so their save in Michigan where they live.

I walked up the side walk to my front door and grabbed my keys out of my pocket and unlocked my door walking into my house, I closed the door behind me and locked it.

"Oh Aki your home, weren't feeling good?" Someone said when I had closed the door I looked to my left where my living room is and saw Tako sitting on the couch watching I'm pretty sure his soap opera Tako is short for Takohaz. He's also a Yakuza member but he's more family he treats me as his daughter which I'm okay with.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 09, 2018 ⏰

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