The Nerd is A Gangleader •Completed•

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Hope POV:

I grab the edges of my cap and pull it off letting my bright blue, wavy hair come flowing out.
"Thank goodness I do not have to where this around you guys anymore, it gets really itchy," I say and brush my hair before putting it in a messy bun.

"Now do you guys want to explain to me how you found out about me and how long have you known?" I turn towards them in my seat with a serious look plastered on my face. The guys look nervous and a bit scared. "Come on I haven't all day," I look annoyed.

"We heard you talking, then we followed you then we saw you take off your wig then after that we left." Ryan deadpanned, I don't think he has ever looked at me like this usually he's looking at me like I was the best thing ever made on planet Earth but I don't let his stare faze me.

"Can I have a better or the specific details about when this was?" I grow impatient. I look between the guys and notice Mark leaning against the door also waiting.

"When did it happen? Where were you?" Mark calls out from the door.

The guys look startled at unknowing of his presence. The guys know who I am and what I'm capable of from all the stories over time that have been made by others world wide. And I love everyone of them no I'm not really a Gangleader but that people think I am makes it easier to find out what's going on behind the scenes. Like not to long ago another gang contacted me about doing something in Germany. So I'm going to get four really good agents to go there undercover and stop them. I would tell you what their doing but it's classified. ;)

"It happened that day we went to the beach," Tyler lowly speaks up.

"So why did you follow me, I assume you are not spy's unless your working for someone else besides Carter," I cross my arms.

"You assume correct," Hunter says after being quiet for most of the time.

"I also assume that you didn't tell Carter since I don't see any bullet injures on you," I smirk the guy's face drop.

"What makes you think he would shoot at us because of you?" Ryan asks.

"Mainly cause he see me as a loving daughter and if I probably didn't have my own company and 'gang' then he would have given me his gang," Hunter looks at me unamused but I am very amused at his stone hard face.

"That's a lie he would never give it to someone unless they are family, so unless your my long lost sister I don't believe you," he crosses his arms over his chest.

"Okay fine believe whatever you want I'm fine with whatever but I doesn't really matter now that my 'gang' is in higher rank than your dad's and he's okay with it." I shrug.

"Okay why do you keep saying gang like that and using your fingers and putting air quotes every time you talk about your gang?" Tyler looks confused and so does Ryan when he also realizes what Tyler said is true.

"Oh, so thats you don't know about... good," I look cockily at them.

"That what? What don't we know?" Hunter asks in a dominant tone I would say that it was sexy if for one I didn't already have a boyfriend and if he wasn't using it on me.

Standing from my seat I am shorter than the guys but my confidence is overwhelming their height by a mile. "For one don't you ever use that tone with me unless you want me to put that bullet into you myself and second of all that's none of your concern," I glare up at them which actually makes them cower away.

"We could always just ask my dad," Hunter mumbles.

I raise an eyebrow, "What makes you so sure he would tell you anything?"