So, I decided to bring Arron for this job. I mean it's Alex Reed who I'm dealing with. I don't even know who he is properly, but the name makes me shiver. Like, read it slow. "A-L-E-X R-E-E-D" See what I mean. Shivers.
I'm obviously going to leave Arron in the distance but in a distance where Alex knows I have back up so he doesn't attack me. Arrons secret is that his dad was a boxer and Arron knows how to fight and showed me some killer moves for back up. Arron wears his disguise too. His glasses off, and he's wearing a white top, black jeans and leather jacket. What is it with bad boys and girls and wearing leather jackets? Cliché.
I slowly get off of my motorbike and walk slowly to Alex and Chloe. I can see them stare at me as I confidently walk to them. Confidence is the key in dealing.
I know Arrons move. He takes his helmet off, gets off the bike after parking it, hops off and leans on the bike. Total badass.I know that at this moment in time, we look really intimidating. Well we're trained and experienced.
I walk so that I leave a good distance between Alex and I. He can't clearly see my face but I can see his face. His messy light brunette hair and light brown eyes that gleam in the moonlight and I can see Chloe. She's intimidated. She doesn't need to be. I don't want her to be. I might be a drug dealer and a good one and I can come off as harsh and violent but realistically, I'm not. But this is my job and I need to succeed.
"Alex Reed" I say
"The package" he says clearly. He has a strong voice. A powerful voice.
"The package is here, first cash" I say with authority
"How much?"
"How much did you get it for last time?" I say, questioning him. I know he's bought drugs before and I know how much for. But I'm testing him.
He chuckles before replying, "Answering with a question, nice. You know how much I bought it for last time"
"I wasn't the last person who gave you the package, do I look like a guy who's got spiked green hair?"
He chuckles again, showing his white teeth and dimples.
"No ma'm, but seriously how much?" He asks impatiently
"You know, just give me the cash and I'll give you the package" I say simply
He hands me the roll of cash
I count every dollar. It's procedure. I have to count each and every dollar. I mean if I could I would just throw the drugs at him and run the hell out of there. I can feel him staring at me as I count the money
"You're new." He says
"Well no shit Sherlock" I say still busy counting the money
"Bitch" I hear Chloe say
I look up at her. I hate that word. She looks at me with her piercing blue eyes, she hasn't spoken at all and when she speaks she swears at me
"Excuse me?" I chuckle
"You're a B-I-T-C-H"
"Funny you say that because last time I checked you're records.. hmmm you were a slut and you still are" I smile, returning to count the money. I was going to say something like, "why would you say that? I don't do anything" but that would make me look weak and I am not weak. I'm Mayyyyaaaaa Queeennnn.
She's starting a random battle and I know that she can't win because she doesn't know me
"I can tell James that he has a rude worker" she spits out
"I can tell the cops that you stole again"
"I can tell them you're a drug dealer"
"You can't do that B"
"Watch me" she says
"No you literally can't, I don't exist according to records where as you do and so does your boyfriend here and I can get the both of you in a lot of trouble"
She stares at me blankly.
"You can't speak to her like that" Alex interrupts, finally stopping the battle I wanted to end before it became a war. I just simply ignore his comment
I step forward and look him straight into his eyes. I hand him the drugs and say,
"Be careful with these and don't turn that corner, there's a cop and he'll catch you. He's been following you" I warn him. He looks blankly at me, longing for an explanation, "I've been looking at security cameras. Be safe. Don't give informations and you won't get hurt and tell your girlfriend to shut that big mouth of hers, I won't take you away from her and it can get her in a lot of trouble. Plus I'm just the drug dealer " I smile and with that I'm off.👑Alex Reeds POV👑
As I stare into her eyes, I try to be as stern as possible, but she intimidates me. She's strong and fierce, yet soft and caring. Her green eyes pierce into my soul and leaves a scar. I never knew that could possibly happen, but it did. It was as though an angel, so pure and innocent was staring at me but there was more to her. Who is she?
I see her walk off and I see her getting onto her ride and see the guy she's with and her zoom off into the darkness of the night.
I return to my own ride and ride off with Chloe's arms wrapped around my waist and avoid the turn she told me not to take. As I look back I can see she was right, a cop was right behind me. How was that possible? How does she have access to the security cameras? Where did she come from? What did she mean by she doesn't exist? Surely a drug dealer has some sort of criminal record and how are cops not after her? I'm so confused.
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West Brooke High
Teen FictionHigh school stereotypes. We all know them. Jocks, bad boys/ girls, popular girls, nerds, goths and more. Sometimes we think that these stereotypes are all fake. Welcome to MY high school, where all theses people's definitely exist. But sometimes t...