PROLOGUE

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Bzzzzz! Bzzzzz! Bzzzzz! Bzzzz! My alarm clock buzzes off the dresser. I open my eyes barely as my Mom comes barging into my room. 1st day of high school Anthony! My mom yelled, not helping the fact of me almost flipping off my bed. She laughed and was practically dragging me to my closet to get my clothes on for school. Mom! I don't need someone to help me get ready! I'm 15! She crossed her arms and looked at me sprawled all over the floor, fine...fine but you need to get ready quick! I sat up and then stood up on two feet and began grabbing my white shirt and blue jeans. I was usually pretty boring and casual is what my old friends always explained. I ran my fingers through my blackish brown hair as I looked in the mirror one last time before I left for school. The car door squeaked as I got in, we drove on to the front and the breaks stopped on the red fire line on the curb of the entrance to the overwhelming high school which had 4 stories, or so it seemed. Tons of normal looking people walked around waiting for the doors to open, everyone looked normal in the beginning but then I already noticed the factions. I got out of the car as my mom embarrassed me further by blowing a kiss that I ignored, I began walking to the entrance looking up at the school not paying attention to where I was walking. Slam! I bumped into a girl and I fell over and it looked up at her automatically scanning every thing about her as my eyes slowly went up her body. She peered down at me with a sort of sneer look to her face, she had a skirt leggings and a button up shirt along with long dirty blonde hair. The strangest thing about her is her arms and sides were covered by a leather jacket she wore, but she did not have her arms with in the sleeves. Another girl walked over, then another and another, all wearing leather jackets. I gulped afraid of what they might do to me, all of the sudden a boy about the same age as me walked over and looked at all the girls and apologized for my rude behavior. I narrowed my eyes as he turned to me and held his hand out for me to get up.  Rude behavior? I said looking somewhat perturbed. Sorry mate but you bumped into the wrong clan, he was Australian I thought. Clan? I looked highly confused. He glanced up at the crowd of girls walking inside the building then back down at me, Yes mate...clans...be careful of who you mess with mate. Those were the black jackets as they call themselves, he said with a small grin on his face. I took his hand and lifted myself with his strength. I snapped at the boy, you gonna keep that grin on your face all day "mate?" He looked at me as the grin slowly faded from his face, you're gonna get yourself killed my friend...you can't just screw around with the black jackets. Especially the guys! I was still confused as to what clans were inside our school, I and my new quote unquote friend began to walk inside the building together and it finally hit me what type of school I had landed in...and I assure you, It was no normal school at all based on the sights I saw that morning and throughout the school day.

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