Dailah-
Chance grabbed his gun out of his back pocket and pointed it at the closet as he slowly walks up to it.
I grab my gun, too. You know, just in case he needs back up.
We went to either side of the closet and Chance counted from 1 to 3 and at the count of 3, he opened the closet and we pointed our guns at the closet and all there was to see is a little turn table with a record playing, making shuffling sounds..
Chance was confused before his eyes widened. "Nancy, run." He said, but he quickly pushed me to the side and turned around and started fighting a man that was way bigger than him who was also carrying a gun.
"Go call the others!" He called, but I already grabbed my gun that fell out my hand from the push and shot the man in the arm, causing him to let go of Chance from the choking position.
I shot him again in the leg as he hugged his arm and he fell and I walked forward and shot him n the stomache multiple times.
By the time I was done, I turned around to see Chance,Bubba, Grap, and Jags smirking and Nancy's eyes wide..
"What the heck was that?" She said, accent and all.
A/N: I think all my loyal readers deserve an explanation to why it took me so long to update...
I kind of forgot all about this book because I write too many books.... That's it! If that's not enough, OOPS.
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My sister's name is Nancy...
Novela JuvenilSequel to my most popular book, She Got Me (Talking Angela Fan Fiction). I decided to switch things up and this book is about Nancy's younger sister who is now 16 and balancing being the sister of a gang member and an average, everyday teenage girl.
