Perks of being a Criminal

Chapter 1

Hey there! I'm Cydney! I love writing so I thought I'd put it out into the world. These first few chapters are a little rough but it's apart of the story so just keep reading I promise it gets better :)

Aaliyah's P.O.V

You know what I was just thinking about?

How everything in my life has turned out so far. My life is incredible! I live a completely NORMAL life. I'm 19, I'm taking courses for college online to get my degree, and scrolling through Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter is a normal everyday thing for me. Also watching YouTube videos from singing to how to make cake pops. Did I mention I live in a house full of boys? It's better than you think! No drama. Occasional fighting. Like things that brothers and sisters would do! We aren't related. They've been my best friends for 5 years now and they make sure I'm protected but I don't need their help. In the house we have Jordan, Sean, Anthony, Marcus, and Eric. They are like my annoying big brothers/best friends.

I was laying in my bed thinking when Jordan came in and I jumped a little. "WAKE THE FUCK UP SLEEPING BEAUTY!!!" He playfully yelled. I rolled my eyes and turned over to lay on my stomach. Then he started jumping on my bed and telling me to get up. Um how bout no.

"Get the fuck out of my room you little shit!" I snapped then chuckled. He gasped playfully "Aaliyah you always hurt my feelings!" He ran out over dramatically and fake cried. I laughed at how dumb he was an he came back in. "Breakfast is ready. We are waiting for you in the dinning room."

"You can eat with out me! I won't be down for another 30 minutes!" I said being nice "Ok" he said and gave me a small smile. He walked out of the room and I heard him yell "Guys eat!" I giggled a little bit. After laying there for about 5 more minutes, I finally got up and did my regular morning routine.

I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and then pulled my 20 inch dirty blonde hair out of the ponytail it was in and turned on my curling wand. I walked into my room connected to the bathroom and made my bed. Then I went into my walk in closet. I picked out Hollister jean shorts that were a little ripped, a tie-dye bro tank, my vans black snap back, and my black combat boots. Perfect.

I went back into my bathroom and curled my hair making it look natural. I went over to the vanity next to my queen sized bed in my room only to find that I just had mascara. No liquid foundation. No concealer. No powder. Just mascara. That's what I get for not going shopping this week. Damn. I don't have acne so wearing foundation or concealer wasn't a big deal. It just made me look alive when I wore it. I ended up curling and putting on a couple of coats of mascara to my long lashes. I put some black sun glasses on the bill of the hat just in case I needed them to cover my tired eyes if we had surprise people coming over. Which was doubtful but oh well.

I ran down stairs and the boys were still sitting at the table making fun of each other. I grabbed the pancakes they made and sat down in a chair that was empty in the dinning room with them. They continued to pick on each other while I laughed with them.

They are considered my only family. After my parents died they kind of took me in and since then they have given me everything and I do the same in return.What isn't normal about this family I had? Oh right I forgot. There's one thing.

The boys that I live with and I are a gang. The second most wanted gang IN THE WORLD in fact. And I was the leader.I know right? A girl a leader of a gang that successful?I know it's pretty fuckin' awesome.