Brielle is in her senior year of high school when she is moved to the West side of Chicago. A turf war is raging and her Brother Helix is determined to end it. He inherited the gang 5 years ago when their parents died, he also became Brielle's guard...
I ready myself for my first day at my new high school. I have about 3 months left in my senior year and I have to start all over.
I decide to go for the mellow look for my first day so I dress in a pink tied crop top, blue jean shorts and my soft grey cardigan. The cardigan use to be my mother's and it still kinda smells like her coconut vanilla perfume.
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I pair it with my white low top converse and I grab the keys to my dark blue corvette.
She roars to life with the flick of my key and the seat under me rumbles a little when she comes alive.
My brother bought me old blue when I turned 16 and my parents weren't there to see it.
I run my fingers along the ridges of her steering wheel.
I back out of the drive way and I'm off to my new school.
I down shift as I pull into the parking lot and old blue gives a roar of her engine. All eyes are on me. I have my windows down and my sunglasses on, my red hair messily flying in the wind as I take a parking spot.
I leave my sunglasses in my car and roll up her windows. I get out and lock the doors. Everyone is still staring at me like they have never seen a girl drive a nice car.
My red hair falls over my shoulders and down my back like a bloody waterfall. I flip it over my shoulder to keep it out of my face.
A girl with Carmel skin and beautiful dirty blonde curls comes running over to me another girl in tow.
The other girl looks hesitant to come over but she follows, her black curly hair pulled up in a bun.
The girls hurry to me.
"Hey, I'm Amaya, this is Cambria. No time for sweet talk. You can't park there." Amaya the dirty blonde says
"Why?" I ask her
She grimaces as a dark grey car with orange detailing pulls in. I'm surprised to see it's a corvette just like Old blue.
"Shit" Cambria says
"Come on Cam. We tried to save her." Amaya says tugging on Cambria's arm.
"No! We aren't gonna feed her to the wolves. At least not alone" Cambria defends.
"What's the problem?" I ask
Amaya gulps audibly and I turn to see Kian towering over me. Leather jacket over a white shirt paired with a pair of light blue jeans. His hair still messy and sexy. His perfect face and dark brown eyes look down at me from his 6'4 height.
