Luna Winters

Memories pt. 2

*Two years later in flashback*

A delightful, crack, sounded as I punched my opponent in the jaw. I was only twelve at the moment and I had enemies everywhere. I know what your thinking. "How did such a young lady become such a monster?" The truth, I don't know. Maybe I was destined for this. Maybe it was the events that happened in the last few years, but I can't look back now. I've gone so far. I have personally become multiple gangs, secret weapon. Not that I minded. They took care of me when no one would. I owe them my life. After I had knocked out all three men trying to get past me, I went back inside to get someone to carry them away. I walked towards Alex's office door to tell him, when I heard a quiet conversation. Luckily with my senses now heightened, thanks to training, I could hear them. Alex's voice was easy for me to pick up but the others weren't so clear. The door was completely closed so they didn't know I was there.

"I just think with the proper training she could become your heir. Since you don't have one." The first man said. I heard a deep growl from Alex shake the room. He wasn't too happy about what number one said. "YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT?! SHE CAN TAKE OUT FIVE GROWN MEN AND SHES NOT EVEN OLD ENOUGH TO DRIVE!" It was quiet for a moment before the second man spoke. "Well, I think her being leader would be a great opportunity for the other gangs to ally. Not to mention a powerful one. You are lucky to be so close to someone who could take you out, all of us out, with a slight shake of the hand." Alex spoke again. "I can't lose her too. Even if she is strong, she is too young for this lifestyle. Plus I have to protect her from Golding. She can't die on me like Jake did. DO YOU KNOW HOW PAINFUL IT IS TO WATCH YOUR CHILD BE TAKEN RIGHT FROM YOUR HOME AND CANT DO A THING?!" his voice cracked at the end. I couldn't do anything but feel sorry for him. I never knew this happened to him. Number two continued. "No, we don't. And we have been trying to get him back since then. But she is a second chance at the game. Let her grow up and if she is still capable and alive, we will let her choose. Sounds good." It was silent for a good three minutes before number two spoke again. "Good." I decided it was time I knocked on the door to tell him. I put my fist up to the solid wood door and gave it a knock before going in.

*fast forward four years*

"I suggest you get off of me before I break your jaw, rich boy!" I threatened to the seventeen-year-old, rich, arrogant, asshole, football player, man-hore, high school junior, that held me captive between his arms on my locker. "You think I'm going to give up that easily, princess?" I growled. He flinched at the sound. "Never, call me princess. EVER." I roared out. He chuckled. Clearly, he has a death sentence. "Usually girls fall to my knees when I call them princess. Your different, I like that." He said as he moved his head to my neck. I moved my neck backward until I couldn't anymore. "Whats wrong princess? Can't take the heat? We could go somewhere more private." He winked. I decided if I wanted to get out of this without getting expelled, I would play his game until I won. I tried to change my facial features so I seemed innocent. I nodded and winked as he slowly moved his arms from around me. After he started walking away with me in his sight I turned to go back to class. He obviously seemed shocked so he grabbed my wrist.

I took in a deep breath and rolled my head towards him. "Not this time, princess. We are going to that janitor's closet. Words could not describe how violated I felt as he tugged me in a direction. Thoughts flew through my mind so quickly, if it were in the real world, it would be thought of as a tornado. I just settled on breaking his nose. And maybe his jaw. Along with a rib. I wouldn't be in the wrong, right? There was a part of me that just didn't care for the consequence as long as he suffered. I gave in to that side. I tugged back and he fell towards me. I decided to give home one last chance before destroying him. " Let. Me. GO." I bellowed. "Or else." He just grinned. He seemed to enjoy the thought of me attacking him. "Try it, babe" I could feel steam out of my ears. Without trouble, I freed my wrist and used my opposite one to hit him in the nose with enough force to break it. Once again I heard a satisfying crunch. He bent over and held his now bleeding, broken nose. I decided his punishment needed to be more... Fatal. Unfortunately, I was cut short by a yelling principal. "YOU TWO!! MY OFFICE! NOW!" I rolled my eyes and followed the fat man they call principal.

I was in the waiting room for what seemed like hours before the rich boy came out with a scowl on his face aimed at me. "Miss Johns. Come to my office." I got up and followed into his office before sitting down again. "Please, miss Johns, enlighten me on why our star football player has a broken nose." I sat there not amused. "Fine, miss Luna." He complained. "How did his nose her broken?" I sat up and responded. "Well you see, your 'star football player' was trying to get me into the janitors closet." In this school, the janitors closet is a phrase for trying to get 'freaky'. You know what I mean. "But I refused. He didn't take no for an answer so he started to pull my wrist towards it." He didn't seem to believe me so I told him to look at the school cameras. "Miss Luna, as much as I would like to believe you, this is not your first fight with someone at this school. I'm afraid I will have to expel you." I looked at him dead in the eyes. "You are supposed to be an intelligent, respectful, principal. So stop being biased and look on those goddamn cameras." He gulped. "I'm afraid I stand by my original claim. So please when you leave my office, gather your school supplies and wait in front for your parents to pick you up." I just shook my head. "Don't bother. I'll take my bike." He seemed shocked by my comment but oh well.

I got up and walked towards the door bit stopped at it. "Oh, one more thing Jarrell," He was shocked and afraid that I knew his name. "Have a nice day, and don't forget to check your house after school. I'm sure your family will be dying, to see you after the long day." His red face went pale. Before he could get a word out I smiled and shut the door behind me. I could hear him get up and try to jiggle the handle open to get to me. But deep down he knew I had his key. I gave a sinister laugh before leaving the front desk to my locker. I grabbed my backpack and filled it with my drawing book and some other things before taking out a spray paint can. I walked up to every camera near a certain someone's locker and coated them in the bright pink paint. I then moved on to his locker and began spraying it while I covered my mouth and nose with my sleeve. After I finished with his locker I decided to put some drama onto his girlfriend's locker. The link to the security cameras on where I was being assaulted and the school principal's key. "Let the chaos begin" I muttered to myself, putting the spray paint can in my bag. I smiled a sinister smile before starting my bike and riding off.