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Luke's POV

As I sit on the couch ready for my mission, "I'm done, we can go now" Jake my second in command says. We are driving to an ally to get my money back. The little shit thought he could take and not pay me. We pull up, and there he stands shaking. I nod to Jake, to make sure he doesn't run off. I walk to him, crouching to his now height, "I'm sorry" he whimpers, pathetic "please, I'll give you the money" he whimpers, "you said that a week ago" I say in a serious tone. Suddenly an angel appeared, she wore black ripped skinny jeans, black crop top, army patterned jacket and red converse. She looks at me, her ocean blue eyes shines at me, she winks at me and walks off. My heart flutters, it can't I'm a gangleader. I sigh "finish him" I say. I quickly walk out to see where she went, but I couldn't find her. She moves fast.

End of Luke's POV

At last, I reach school, as I walk to maths. I might be late and by might be, I mean I am. I walk in calmly, "why are you 30 minutes late" she shrieks "I was plotting ways to kill you" I say with a evil smile. I hear her glup as her faces pales. I walk slowly to my chair, letting it drag causing it to squeak, I heavily sit down. Everyone still gazing at me "turn around, nothing to see" I shout they all look away in fear, I smirk at the thought.

10 minutes later

The door slams open, everyone jumps and gasps except me. They all look down in fear, I look towards the door and there he stands with two other people. I sigh. They all have a bad and dominant aura to them. This could be interesting, "hey sugar you done staring" one of the guys says, "I would if there was something to stare at" I respond smug. He tenses up "you listen here bitch learn your place" he shouts, "like wise asshole" I say sassy. He looks directly into my eyes "your lucky I don't hit girls" he says and leave, I snort and laugh so hard I actually being to cry.

He stands up and walks quickly towards me, he takes the chair next to me, waiting for me to stop, which doesn't work, I wipe my tears away. My face changes in a split second "if that's your why of intimation, good luck" I say in a serious tone glaring at him.