West Brooke High

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"MAYA BE HOME BY 9 OK LOVE YOU" omd noah is so embarrassing. everyone is looking at me all weird but what's even weirder is that all the girls are looking at Noah and they're in a trance. I even saw someone who nearly fell. No jokes. Her friend had to support her. I'm actually freaking out. I mean, at this rate, we might as well queue the music and start singing a cheesy love song and choreograph a cheesy dance about how "hot" my brother is and all the girls falling for him and all the guys being jealous. Cliché.
Then forget about "Mean Girls", we'll beat the living daylight out of "High School Musical"

Ashley, Grace and Chris join me by my side after I see my evil brother drop me off in an amazing manner.

"I would love to have a brother like that" Ashley whispers

"What? Embarrassing?" I scoff

"Nope. Hot" ew.

Ashley is wearing a red dress with a leather jacket today and black, high heeled boots and I must say she looks gorgeous. Grace is wearing a pair of black jeans, a white top, a grey, long cardigan, white converse sneakers and a hat with her hair drapping over her shoulders and reaching to her elbow. She definitely looks amazing. Chris has his black shirt, with his sleeves rolled up and a pair of jeans and normal sneakers. I'm currently rocking a white T shirt, a red flannel tugged around my waist and a pair of black jeans and red vans. My hair is in its usual ponytail and I have my geeky glasses on. My little studded earrings shimmer in the sun and my tanned skinned shows definition on my arms.

We walk into school and head straight for our lockers. The six of us have lockers right next to each other so it's no surprise that I can see Arron and Caleb there.

"Guess what this prick did?" Arron says "He got a..."

"Detention" Ashley, Grace, Chris and I say at the same time, monotone.

"Yep" Caleb grins, like a little kid, may I add. "I thought that the school needed some improvement so being the good student I am.. I might have accidentally burnt some books, like the library is super boring, seeeeee, improvement" Caleb gloats. We all laughed and walked to class together, whilst discussing the stupid things Caleb done in the past

"Remember the time when he was half falling asleep in class and his backpack was on the floor and he tried to move the bag and pulled the bag but the chair moved and he fell over, on top of Mr.Black" Grace says as we laugh.

"Mr Blacks expression" Caleb laughs as we remember Mr Blacks red face, due to embarrassment and his anger but trying to control his laughter.

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Today is Wednesday. Day one of mission drug dealing.

I change my cute and preppy outfit for a "Pink Floyd" white T shirt, black leather jeans, my signature black leather jacket, black combat boots and my silver locket. I admire the locket in the mirror for a few minutes, whilst trying to remember why I actually do these drug dealings. I snap out of my thoughts and let my hair out of the pony tail and see the waves flow to just below my shoulder. I take my glasses off and brush through my dark hair.

I grab the box containing THE PACKAGES and stuff them in a secret pocket in my jacket and leather jeans.

I don't need Arron there with me today so that means I'm going solo. Or like Jason Derulo says, "Ridin Solo".

I walk to "the garage", owned by Daniel Parker. He's in his mid 30's and he knows James. He keeps my motorbike seen as I am only 16, but I have a fake license and James, himself, taught Arron and myself how to ride a motorbike.

"DANNYY!" I exclaim as I give him a hug.

Over the last few months Danny and I have gotten to know each other and have become good friends. I can trust him with my baby, meaning my ride.

"MAYA!"

"I think I should get a quick start, THE PACKAGES won't deliver themselves" I say and he chuckles, knowing exactly what Im referring to
Danny used to be the deliverer for James but Danny couldn't do it anymore. He has kids and a wife and a family that he needs to support and he can't afford any risks of being caught drug dealing. Danny knew me before because I asked him for a job and he lead me onto James. I was, well, "desperate"
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So far I have done three jobs. The jobs take me a while because I need to:

1) hack into data bases to make sure no one is a cop
2) find dirt on a person in case they decide to snitch
3) find where to meet them
4) text them to know I'm coming
5) travel time

Some of these people like to collect the drug outside of the town for more safety.

Number 4 on the list is a guy called, Alex Reed.

Ok... hacking in the process

He's in the year above me, ok. He goes to West Brooke High, shit. He goes everywhere with Chloe Martain, it appears and she hates me because I hang out with Caleb. Alex is her boyfriend so I don't know what her problem is. Alex is already a bad boy, given his reports and past criminal records for violence, speeding, various other random stuff. Hmmm.. Chloe Martain. Well, she's just... basic popular white girl. She's been caught stealing though. Numerous times. Both are definitely not cops.

I quickly text them. I text Chloe because I know she's overprotective and I don't wanna get involved in someone's relationship.

Me: Package delivery, alley way behind Green nightclub
Chloe: Meet you there xx

I find myself smiling at the text and I don't know why. This is going to be a fun deal.