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A/N I decided to change the name of the story to "beneath her smile" as I think it is more suitable for the story :)

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A/N I decided to change the name of the story to "beneath her smile" as I think it is more suitable for the story :)

A L E X I S

Today was Wednesday and I have to meet up with Russ to go to the fight. I still have my painting that I need to finish by tomorrow and I have training after school. I have so much homework to finish that I don't have time to hang out with my friends. I'll make it up to them soon. 

I rushed to the art room early in the morning and started to finish off my artwork. I painted an artwork that represents me and how I am a mystery to others. Finishing the last stroke on my painting and I'm finally done. I glossed it to make it nicer to finish it off. 

BEEP! BEEP!

The bell rings for homeroom, and I'm completing my last stroke of gloss. 

"Hello Miss.Reed good to see you are working on your painting" Mrs.Sandra said as she walked into the classroom. The room was empty, so it was just us. 

Giving a slight smile. "Do you have any space for my painting to dry?" I ask looking around the room. 

"Why yes of course, just place it over there on the easel. Now scurry off you are late for class, just tell them you were helping me" She said while pushing me out the door.

I go to my french class, knocking no the door. "Sorry I'm late, I was helping Miss Sandra with the art exhibition" 

"No problem, va t'asseoir  " 

I walk to my seat and sit by Levi. "Helping out with the art exhibition huh?" He asks while smirking. Silently laughing, I replied to him. 

"Non, I was caught up while painting and was late to class." Turning back to pay attention to the teacher.

Oh if you guys didn't know, my parents grew up speaking french. This helps me learn and speak french very fluently. 

"Aujourd'hui nous allons apprendre sur la culture française"

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School has ended and it was now 3:30. I rushed out of the building and onto my motorcycle, I was inserting the key and starting the engine. 

"Alexis wait" The voice came from Amelia shouting at me from the doorway, catching the attention from some of the students.

"Whats up?"

"The sky" She said while pointing upwards.

"Seriously, whats up?" I said rolling my eyes at her remark. 

"Do you want to go to the mall on saturday? Everyones going" 

"Yeah sure, send me the details" She nodded and headed to her car. I looked around to see the boys staring at me, I waved and headed back to my dorm.

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It was now 10:40, I changed into a black matching outfit and wearing my rose hoodie with it. Wearing white sneakers with a black cap with it. Making sure my necklace is in place.

 Making sure my necklace is in place

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Walking down, it was now 10:45. I started my black lamborghini aventador and went to the lobby to meet Russ. I hope he's on time or I'm going to be late for my fight. I see Russ leaning on the wall, wearing all black with a red flannel

 I see Russ leaning on the wall, wearing all black with a red flannel

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"Russ get in" I yell and unlocking the doors.

"Sweet ride" He said while buckling his seat belt, I give him a slight nod.

"So where are we going this late at night?" Russ said questioning me. 

I ignore him and drive through the quiet and deserted road. Russ looks worried and unsettled about where we are going.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you" Giving him a reassuring smile.

"You sure, this place sure seems sketchy" He quickly glances at me.

"If I wanted to kill you, I've would have done it ages ago" 

"I told you, no questions"

I parked near the warehouse and stepped out of the car, Russ slowly following along. He must be confused on why I dragged him here. No one else knows about me fighting or racing, no one. And I plan on letting it stay that way.

I take out a cigarette and light it, leaning onto the hood of the car. Smoking helps me calm down, I've been doing it since 16 years old when the traumatic event happened. 

"Where are we?" He asks confused as he looks around the place.

"This my friend, is a fighting arena"

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A/N: The french translations are all done on google translate so don't come at me, I don't even know french.

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