Chapter 8

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I decided to just go home and skip Kane's house. I didn't need to blow up on another friend today.

As I walked into the house I realized coming home was a bad idea because, all our friends were there. I walked in the kitchen and got a bottle of water. My plan to go straight into my room was thrown out the door when I turned to find Alex staring at me.

"You trying out for the soccer team?" he asked. I groaned as he said the word trying, I knew what he was talking about. Of course I did it soccer season the only sport I liked. I used to love the feeling I got when I scored or assisted a goal or when I protected our goalie on defense. But, that was with Tessa. But now that she is gone, the sport just brings unwanted memories to my brain.

"How do you know I play?" I asked genuinely confused.

"Your brothers, duh" he said with an amused look.

"Yeah, well I don't play anymore for reasons and there is only a boys team so yea no," I said in a sarcastic voice.

"Awh but come on I've seen the videos of you playing. You are better than half the guys on the team," Alex whined.

"Yeah but, my brothers are just as good if not better," I say trying to steer him away from wanting me on the team.

"They are going to try out already though. Think about it you guys could be a triple threat you know? And plus I'm on the team and I know how you just lov-"

"Okay, Okay stop right there if I tryout will you shut up" I yelled interrupting him.

"Gladly," he said with a smirk turning around and waltzing off.

Why do I feel like he planned that?

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~1 day later

So I heard that there is a new kid in town. It is a great relief too because my brothers and I are no longer the freaking new kids. I swear it is like people in this school have nothing better to do with their lives than gossip. Rumor has it this new kid is a "bad ass". He supposedly got kicked out of 3 schools and have been to arrested. He is just so bad, gasp.'If you couldn't tell that was sarcasm.

Not to sound conceited but, this kid is nothing compared to me i have been kicked out of 5 schools and have been arrested more times than I can remember. They even knew my name back in my previous town.

My outfit of choice today was a plain black crop top with a studded leather jacket, black studded denim shorts and all black high top converse. I also grabbed a black snap-back that said 'ratchet' in white lettering.

I walked inside the school towards my locker. As I got closer I saw that there were two people inhaling each-others faces on my locker. Of course this would happen today of all days when I am actually in a good mood for once. I walked up to my locker and banged loudly on the one next to it with my fist.

"Yeah could you go eat eachother somewhere else preferably not on my damn locker!" I said

The girl who was being kissed on my locker ran away and I smirked. It is fun having people afraid of you. I unlocked my locker when a hand shut it again.

"What the hell?!" I shouted turning around and looking up to meet a pair of icy blue eyes.

"If I am not mistaken, you just prevented me from getting laid just now," He said. Are all boys pigs? or just the people here, the world may never know.

"Sorry, maybe you shouldn't make out on my locker," I said turning around not caring about the books I needed.

"Hey! Don't walk away from me! Do you know who I am?" the boy yelled from behind.

I walked toward him full speed and shoved him in the lockers. Even though he was around 6'4"-which is nothing to my 5'6" frame- I grabbed him by his collar.

"I'm guessing you don't know who I am otherwise you would be crapping your pants," I said smirking

He swiftly put and arm around my waist and turned around and shoved me against the lockers. "Honey, I'm not afraid of anything or anyone. If anyone is going to be crapping their pants it should be you. You may have heard about that new kid, Roman, right? Well I am that kid and the rumors are true so if I were you I would play nice." He said in a low and daring voice. Ah so that is his name, Roman.

I once again grabbed him by the collar and shoved him into the lockers so we were in our original position. I leaned forward just past his ear.

"I don't play nice," I said into his ear before giving him one final shove and walking off to my class.

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