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It's Friday and I am getting ready for the meeting with the Mafia. After that I am going on my date with Jason; who will also be at the meeting tonight. Marcus has been trying to get me to go on a date with him. He just isn't my type. I see him bring a different girl home every night or when we hang out with the crew. I ain't into all of that.

"You ready baby girl?" my dad ask

"Yes." We had a talk the night I came home. He told me that he wasn't my biological father. My mom was married to my uncle Saint. He slept with his wife and my mom divorced him during the time that she was pregnant with me. My real dad went back to Atlanta and got into some shit which caused for his daughter, parents, and my mom's two children to be killed. He told that he felt like it was his duty to keep my mom and I safe so he fell for my mom and took me in as his own. I told him that nothing was going to change between us. He is the only father I know and I don't plan on changing that. I grab my letterman jacket that has Mafia written all over it.

(Warehouse)

I see Jason, his dad, Anthony, and the rest of the Los Diablos. I hug Jason's dad and introduce him to my father. Then I hug Jason and introduce him to my dad. We all walk into the building. All of the Mafia young and hold are here. I greet them and they greet back. We all sit on the right and the Los sit on the left. My dad and Jason's dad are at the heads of the table.

"Lets get down to it. Gem state your case on why there should be a truce between us." My dad says.

I clear my throat and stand-up "I think that everyone could build from a partnership more than beef. What we fight each other for is a forgotten fact that no one can even remember. We all live in the same city. Go to the same schools. Hang in the same spots. It is no way we can avoid each other."

"If you agree with that raise your hand." Everybody does. "Now, tell us why you should be the one to manage the teen Mafia."

"On Monday, I witness something that was one of our rules broken by our own; messing with an elder. I also saw how wild and out of control we've gotten."

"Marcus, state your case on why you should stay on top."

I sit and he stands up "I worked my ass off." He says sitting down. I stand back up.

"So, you don't care that the ones our age and younger are out here wildin' out? It doesn't make us look good. It doesn't make people fear or respect us. It has people looking at us as if we are a damn joke. I am sick of the shit. You just let anybody join without proving they belong. It used to a honor to be apart of the Mafia family, to wear our colors and name. But, because you worked your ass off is your reason for being at the top?"

"Yeah, instead of some stuck up bitch." He says

Before my Dad, uncles, or cousin could react I run up and punch him. When he starts leaking I don't stop. "I'm stuck up cause I didn't want to go out on a date with your hoe ass. Don't ever in ya fucking life call me out my name again." Trey and Sean pull me off him. They take me in the far corner to claim down. I am literally shaking. Millz comes over with a blunt and hands it to me along with his lighter. They got back to the table. I sit on the stool and smoke.

"All those in favor of Gem taking over raise ya hand." Everyone even the Los raise their hands except for about three of the Mafia "All those for Marcus." The last three raise their hands. "Looks like the new Mafia teen leader is Gem." Marcus storms out with his followers.

"For the Los Diablos my son wants to be our teen leader and all those in favor say si." Jason's dad says. We all say si.

My dad and Jason dad signs the contract that I drew up. Then I am sworn in and the meeting is over. Jason and I leave together and he picked the place that we are going to. We rode into the city for 30 minutes. We laugh and talked. We pull up to this candy shop. He knows his way to a girl's heart. He gets out the car and comes opens my door. I thank him and we walk inside the shop. I am amazed at all the goodies and treats that I see. The smell in the store is to die for. We got to make our own chocolate bars and gummy bears and worms. After, we go to this 60s theme diner and it was great. Right now, we are drinking milkshakes and talking.

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