Ashlyn Ross is a normal teenage girl -to the outside world that is. she has a secret identity and only her parents and trusted trainer knows.
she's a gang boss that even her gang members don't know who she is. she goes by Rose and that's that. her...
I woke up, rubbing my eyes and looked around at me room. Everything was different somehow. Darker. Harder. I wasn't quite so confident. Maybe a few rounds at the punching bag downstairs would help my confidence before i had to go to school.
So i put on my sweatpants and a tank top, going down the basement stairs as i wrapped my hands. I glanced over and saw that Noah was doing pushups. He grunted an acknowledgement and i went over to the punching bag hanging by a chain from the cement strip in the ceiling.
I started punching the bag, forcing all my strength into the bag. Making that bag take the pain in my heart. I'm not even sure why it's there. Why I'm so nervous. I punched again, throwing my upper body into it and making the bag swing considerably. I groan, tilting my head to the side and punch the bag again.
A much larger hand comes into view and stopps my fist from hitting the bag. I look up at Noah who stared down at me.
"We need to get ready for school. Besides, you won't be able to use those wraps anymore." He nodded to the fist he still held and let go. I looked at me fist and saw the wrap had been shredded, baring my knuckles and bruising them. I sighed and unwrapped my hands, tossing them in the trash as i went by. I hurried up to my room to shower and get dressed.
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I tan outside, dropping my backpack in the front seat of Noah's car. I went to my crotch rocket and climbed on. I started it and took off towards school. I kind of zoned out during the ride, even though i usually enjoy it. But it's like one second i was at home, then the next I was parking my bike in front of the school.
I turned my head, looking around. Flora was talking to a few of her friends and waved when she saw me. I gave her a little wave back. I saw that for the first time in three days, Luke's truck was there, surrounded by guys. Luke was standing there, his arm wrapped around a blonde girl's shoulders. She had way to much makeup on and her shirt went up to the point that when she leaned forwards to laugh, i could see her ass. She wasn't wearing underwear. I wrinkled my nose in disgust. She could at least wear underwear under that tiny thing. I smiled.
i stood up from my bike, walking across the grass to grab a hold of the pricipal.
"Her skirt is too short and she isn't even wearing underwear." I told her.
"How do you know this?" Her head snapped to my face.
"Mrs. Lopy, she bent over just the tiniest bit and revealed her bare rump. are you really suggesting that i looked up her skirt on purpose?" I put my hand on my chest in fake shock.
"No child, I'm just making sure you weren't." She winked at me and then went over to the girl, pulling her aside, lecturing her. I grinned wickedly. But then my grin faded when i saw Luke staring at me with a confused expression. I narrowed my eyes at him, turning sharply on the heel of my boot and stalked off.
Why did i have to be affected by him so much? Why- my eyes widened. Why did i even care who he was with. _______________________________________
Later that day i was in class, bored out of my mind when the bell rang. I stood up from my desk and strode out of the room. I looked up and down the hallway and i saw Flora looking at a clothes magazine with her other friends. Prom was coming up and she was picking her dress. She was going with one of Luke's friends and she suggested i go with one of them too, because -god forbid- it's not like I'd ever wind up with Luke himself. I rolled my eyes. I don't like dresses anyways.
I turned down the hall heading ouside since it was so nice. I sat on the grass and laid down, staring at the beautiful blue sky. Luke's eyes were blue. Not soy blue, but electric. Ahgg! What am i thinking??! I told him I'd never see him again, yet i can't stop thinking about him! What's wrong with me? Am i stupid? He could ruin my reputation, yet I'm sitting here drooling over him.
I smacked my palms kver my cheeks and rubbed furiously, trying to make thd thoughts stop. Someone's head appeared over me, blocking out the sun. Their head was just a silhouette so I'm not sure who it was, but i froze, with my hands on my face and my lils squished like a fish.
"Very attractive." A deep voice rumbled. He held out his arm and i took the hand he was offering, letting him pull me up. I looked down at my boots, blushing and brushing the grass and twigs off my back and butt.
"Heh, i was.. i don't know what i was doing actually." I grinned and looked up into deep brown chocolate eyes. The sun shifted behind a cloud and i looked into the face that those pretty brown eyes belonged to. It was the guy who had been eyeing me. He was one kf Luke's friends and he had looked hungry when looking at me.
"Wanna go hang out, behind the school?" He asked huskily. He looked down at me, mischief in his eyes. I studied him. And in those few seconds, i knew he didn't just want to hang out. He wanted more. I backed away, cautious.
"Um, no thanks. My friend is waiting for me." I trailed off, and started to walk away. "Thanks for the hand up though."
He caught my arm, pulling me to a stop. I looked back into his eyes and they were no longer a pretty chocolate. They were a deep, charcoal black.
"Come back with me." He said again, looking angry thus time.
"No." I said firmly. I sized him up and widened my eyes, realizing with his size and muscles, i can't beat him. His hand tightened on my arm and he started to drag me away to the back of the school. I kicked his shin and he flinched, looking back at me.
"You're going to regret that, sweetheart." He said. His other arm raised, opening his hand. He swung his hand and there was a flash of black. I was ripped from the guy's iron like grip and shoved to the ground. I looked up to see somebody fighting the guy. I felt something trickle down my arm and i sat up, looking at my torn leather jacket. Shit. This jacket was expensive.
"Are you ok?" A deep voice asked. he gripped my hands pulling me to my feet and i looked away from my scraped arm.
"Ya, thanks i don't know what-" i froze, staring up into electric blue eyes surrounded by black hair.
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