The GangLeaders Unknown Child

Chapter 1.

*Mia's POV*

First day of my senior year at River High School. Telling once again myself as I'm walking into the counselor office asking for my class schedule. As I'm trying to find my first class, I see my best friend Angel runs towards me.

"Girl!!! How was yo summer?!" she says giving me a huge hug that's making me run out of air to breathe.

"Good," I say as she's ending the hug.

"So... what classes do you have this year?" She crosses her arms waiting for my answer.

I have:

First Hour- English

Second Hour- Algebra 2

Third Hour- Chemistry

Fourth Hour- Lunch

Fifth Hour- Government

Six Hour- P.E"

"Are you serious? Ugh. We have only one class together!" She pouts.

"Oh yeah? What's that?" I stare at my schedule for the fifth time since it's m been in my hand.

"Chemistry, but I think we'll be amazing partners," Angel winks and shows smirk on her face as I giggle softly.

"You going to Jace's party tonight then?" Taking out her phone to probably reassure herself it's actually tonight.

Does she not know me at all? We've been best friends since forever and really thinks I'm going to a party?

"Angel, no. I have told you too many times, I don't do parties; I rather be home and read wattpad stories all night and not get drunk and high on crack."

"Booooooooo! You're no fun lazy ass you're going and that's final. Besides, this is our last year of high school, and we are trying new stuff out starting with parties," Angel says while I roll my eyes at her.

I try to cut in and tell her no, but I'm cut off from the school bell.

"No butts you're going and gonna like it no matter what." She puts her hands on her hips.

Ugh.

"Fine!" Once again, I find myself rolling my eyes at her.

The first day of school is over and dreading the part where I'm going home. Well, at least school wasn't too bad. All I have is one piece of homework which is reading-what sucks is that it's supposed to be non-fiction-stupid school and its non-fiction assignments. And before I know it I'm home.

Is it really home, though? When the parents can't even stand the site of you and beat the shit out of you is it really home?

The house is small. Concrete going from the drive away to the front door where there is dried up flowers-that my stepmother is lazy to water/ through away-I live with my drug-addicted father with my evil stepmother.

I am the only child because my mom died caused by a heart attack when I was four which made my dad turn into a drug addict because my mom was his true love and blah blah.

My father has been fired too many times, and the only one who pays the bills around here is my evil stepmother who is a stripper and bull-crap I don't really care much about.

I walk through the front door to my room then put my backpack on the desk in my room. But by the time I sit my butt on the bed and trying to read, "The Gang Leader Wants Me" Angel starts texting me. I wanted to ignore her but I was gonna feel bad if I don't text her in time.

A: Ready for tonight?

M: What about tonight.

A: MIA ROSE PARKS DID YOU ACTUALLY FORGET ABOUT TONIGHT?!

M: And if I did?

A: Girl stop being a smart-ass with me.

As I read that message I started to laugh.

A: -_-

A: .....

A: Get ready I'm picking you up in 10 to go shopping for tonight.

M: Angel I can't go shopping I don't have enough money right now.

A: And this is why you have me, now get ready.

M: Alright, alright. I'll see ya soon.

And right on time, ten minutes has passed and I hear Angel's car honking noise outside, which means Angel is here. I run quickly as I possibly can to the front door before getting a lecture from the parents.

But too late, I smell my dad's cigarette and turned to look how close he is. He was about 1 foot at least behind me.

Crap!

I turned back to look at him. Every day I say to myself, "Poor dad. Can't get mom off his chest for years."

"Where the fuck are you going?" he yells.

"Out with Angel for tonight," I say as quickly as I can so I don't keep Angel waiting.

"Whatever. I need more cigarettes when you come home."

"Well, I don't know how that can happen because I'm only 17. Underage to be getting cigarettes."

"Don't use that ducking tone with me lady or you'll get a smack upside the head!" He yells for the whole house to hear him.

"Yes sir," I say with a quiet voice and head out to the car.

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