Savannah was the ultimate badgirl and the leader of her gang of girls. They had a strict policy against love and could go to any extent to show how much ignorant they could stay from love. With ruling the highschool's underworld, she almost never ca...
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C H A P T E R F O U R | Smoker Dude & Natalie Burns
I TOOK ALAYNA FROM MOM'S protective hold and gently laid her in her high school musical pram. I tucked her little excited self in her dark red blanket and put her baby cushions around her chubby body. A little giggle escaped her and she began to blow bubbles. I shook my head, awed by her cuteness.
"Take care of her, Sebastion. Don't let those creepy aunties come to you and ask for Alayna's name."
I crookedly smiled, corner of my mouth lifting up. "I'll always take care of her," I whispered, my eyes turning goey as I stared at my little baby sister. You're my main, Alayna.
"Also, don't leave her or the pram anywhere. Understand?" She was reading off her self made list. I ruffled Alayna's little head and sighed. "I won't. You know I'm not dad."
"Hey!" Dad yelled from inside the house but the pitch of his voice increased as I realized he was coming out. I felt like mentally face palming not really feeling like putting up with dad. He came out, his expressions enraged and hand extended out in front of me holding out the worn out spatula. "Take that back, mister!"
"Nah," I smirked back at him and than chuckled lowly. "See you later, alligator." I did our usual trademark salute and winked at dad who pretended to be annoyed. He sucked at pretending though.
As I walked her pram down the cemented sidewalk, I breathed out a sigh of relief. Alayna's large blue eyes widened in amazement when I stopped the pram. I picked the red bundle of blanket and than knelt down so I could look for a lock. Careful not to drop her, I let my hand wander around the little net holder and found the flexible lock for bicycles. Don'tjudge me.
After locking the pram against the picket fence of the little park, I gnawed at my lips before shaking my head and leaving it altogether outside the children's park. Mom would kill me. I'm such a rebel though.
Alayna gave me a little baby's sigh, obviously judging me. I eyed the little monstrosity in my hands and calmly moved among the people who had come here to exercise, jiggle their fats and lose inspiration minute by minute. "Nice weather, isn't it?" I asked my baby sister who couldn't speak for shit. Alayna let out a babyish exclaim.
"You talk to yourself," I heard a voice judging me. Alayna and I both turned in the direction of the familiar voice. Alec.
"Smoker dude," I muttered. "You're in a children's park. Any other surprises under your sleeve?"
There was a constant playful look in his eyes that indicated that he could never be serious with anything or anyone.
"You received the black card. It's an invitation from the underworld. It means you are their possession. You're a belonging to those monsters."
