Sam is a 17-year-old girl. She loves soccer. She is also a badass. She's been in jail multiple times. She does not have any interest in boys until he arrived.
Marshall is a 17-year-old boy. He is a gangleader. He leads the second most powerful gang...
A/N The picture above is what Marshall is wearing to school. Minus the motorcycle helmet. I will update with the pictures of the characters.
"MARSHALL GET THE FUCK UP BRO!" I hear Jaxon yell from the other side of my door.
"JEEZ IM UP CALM THE FUCK DOWN!" I yell back. I look around and see that there is a whore in my bed. Hmm, must have gotten laid last night. I get up and walk to my walk-in closet and get dressed.
"Hey, baby. Come back to bed. We can go again. I miss you already daddy." She says. I look at her in disgust.
"Eww, slut. Get the fuck out and gwt dresssd before I kill you." Yes, I know. I'm the one that put her there and had sex with her but come on. She cumed all over my sheets. Oh, let me introduce myself. I'm Marshall. Marshall Dylans. I'm 17 I am also a gangleader but no one knows except my friends and gang members. I'm the leader of the second most powerful gang in the world, The Beartooths. I just moved from Califonia to Wilmington, North Carolina to expand my gang.
"Ugh fine. Bitch." I say. She has not left or put her clothes on yet. I walk over to her and dress her then I walk over to the window.
"Last fucking chance bitch. Or I will throw you out." I say my voice cold.
"Ugh fine. I'll leave but I'll be back tonight." She says and walks out. Yeah no, you won't be. I walk downstairs after taking a shower and see I'm going to be late so I walk to the garage and get in my car. My car is a black and red Bugatti Veyron.
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I pull out of my garage and head to school. Once I get to school I park my car and get out. I walk to the school doors already late. I go to the front office and ask for my schedule. She does not even look at me. This pisses me off.
"Hey, bitch listen to me." I say in a cold tone. She looks at me and smiles.
"Oh sorry, sir. I can't help you." She says with a smirk on her face.
"Give me my fucking schedule." I say. She looks at me.
"Ugh. Name?" She says.
"Marshall Dylans." I say.
"Mhm. Here you go." She says. I take it and look at it.
English 8-9
P.E 9:15-10:15
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"OW WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!" I hear someone yell. I look up and see a girl standing there. Damn shes hot. Wait nevermind.
"Oh Sorry." I say. Not very sorry. I roll my eyes after hearing her scoff.
"Yeah well watch where the fuck you're going." She says really pissed. I roll my eyes and turn to walk away.
"Don't walk away from me. Pick up my fucking bag. Bitch." She says. I whip my head around and grab her bag and open it. I throw all her stuff across the hall.
"YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT." She yells. Oops. Oh well. I turn around and walk away. She grabs my arm turns me around and punches me.
"YOU'RE THE PIECE OF SHIT YOU LITTLE BITCH." I yell. I grab her and punch her but she blocks and knees me. I drop and she laughs.
"Haha bitch. Now don't mess with me again." She says and picks up her stuff and leaves. Damn. She is hot as fuck. Like damn. I'd go out with her. Wait what. I never think that. I'm usually the one that girls come after. This is weird. It's driving me crazy. She isn't even falling at my feet. I'm falling at hers. Literally and figuratively. Fuck. I think I already like her. I think need to see her again. No. I NEED to see her again. Fucking hell what is wrong with me? I shake my head and get up. I grab my bag and walked away. I head to my next class which is P.E because it was already 8:55 and class ends in 5 minutes.
A/N HELLO MY MICE CHILDREN. Hehe. Please Vote, Comment and tell me what you think. Do you like the name I have chosen for you all? If not give me some suggetions. TILL NEXT TIME!!!! MAWHAHAHA.
