40.missed call

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I wake up to see arms around me.
"Morning." Ash says.
"You worried me." I squint to see his face.
"It's work out day, sleepy head." He hands me workout leggings and a tank top.
"You know me so well." I smile and go change.
I put my hair in a bun.
This day shouldn't be so bad.


"Again!" Chad yells at the boys as they fight with each other as the girls do exercises.
Lylana wines as she does 2 push-ups and slams to the ground.
I do a pull-up, remembering all the things my dad had taught me about army shit.

May pushes us girls and looks att us in shame.
Brooke does the treadmill with tears down her face.
Paisley jump ropes as sweat drips down her face.

I see Triston punch Scott in the face.
Ash pins Chris down.
Pandora and Peter's parents were also in the Army so they were fighting with stick things.
I drop down and go to the treadmill.
"Take a break." I tell Brooke.
I see Ash look over at me in the corner of my eye and he gets knocked to the ground.
"No distractions!" Chad yells.

I run with a stern face.
Sweat covers me.
"You'll never be like me!"
My dad's words repeat in my head, over and over again.
Won't he laugh, I will. I will show it.
"Your a girl, girls don't belong in that world."

He always dissed me.

"Nora!" Brooke's voice gets my attention.

I snap out to see everyone on benches, taking a break.
"He didn't care what I did." I look around. "He only wanted me to try. That worthless piece of shit."
He knew I'd never be like him.
I get off and stretch.everyone looks at me funny.
"Are we done?"
Pandora nods.
I go get changed.
  Everyone else follows and we open our new lockers, we all had spandex on under.
  I take out my phone and call that number back from the other day.
   "Hello?" I say
"Who's number is this?"
"I'm Nora?"
   "Bruh, Nora. Do you remember a Relando?"
  "OMG!!!" I squeal.
 

I remember him

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I remember him.
"How are you doing?" I ask.
"Soo... We used to be old friends, I wanted to tell you.... I uhh.... I'm in a gang."
  "A gang?!"
"Don't call the cops."
A smile rises.
   "David Linderson?" I ask.
"Dude, how you know him? We've been told that an all out gang war is gonna happen between his people and some other group."
  "Umm.... Nothing...." I stop.
"Ash!!!" I call.
He comes out of no where. "Get some damn clothes on!"
He slips on a shirt and sweatpants.
  "I have an old friend, he's on a gang, can we see if they can join us?"
  "All power we can get." He says.
"Where are you staying?" I ask.
"A hotel in NewYork."
  "I'm in what I think is woods in NewYork."
  "Meet me at the airport, 10:45 tomorrow. That's AM."
I laugh... Inside joke.
  "Deal!"
I hang up.
"We have a gang! Maybe....what about Trey and his peeps?" I ask.
"That's another story. We will call him later." Triston says.
  I smile.
"I gotta shit!" Peter yells as he bangs on the bathroom door.

Anndddd another day with my crazy family continues.

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