I'm back, bitch (On Hold)

prologue

Sabrina PoV

I'm walking down the corridor of my school, keeping my head down and m eyes trained on the floor.
This is how I spend most days, keeping out of people's way. I wish I could be cool and popular but I can't. I try to be like the cool girls, but I just don't fit in. My dream is to finish school being best friends with Kiara Harris. She is the number one it girl. But it won't happen. The only time she talks to me is to copy my homework or to get me to carry her bags.
She's gorgeous, blonde, skinny, a cheerleader. She's every guy's dream. Me. I'm just an ugly book worm. My dark hair is always messy because it's too long, I have braces, and I can't seem to get the hang of makeup. My twin brother Samuel says that I'm cute, just not hot. My outfit today consists of a white lace top with long sleeves, a pink flowers skirt, and pink wedge heels. I personally don't suit pink, but my parents won't let me wear dark colours because they think it makes the family look bad.

As I'm walking, I hear my name being called. I look up to see Kiara waving me over to her group. They're all in their cheerleader outfits.
I frown slightly and shuffle over to them.
"Hey.... Sarah?"
"Sabrina." I correct her.
"Sabrina, I was wondering if I could show you something out in the parking lot. It'll only take a minute." She says, gesturing for me to follow.
I nod my head silently and follow her.
As we make our way out into the parking lot, she tells me to stand right in the middle, a couple of feet away from a rather large muddy puddle. She tells me to stand completely still, then pulls out her phone, beginning to record me.
I open my mouth to ask what she is doing, but close it when a car comes speeding towards me before skidding round through the muddy puddle, drenching me in mud as it sprays from under the wheels. I drip with mud as Kiara laughs before turning to walk away but stopping as another car speeds towards me, this time not swerving and crashing. Straight into me.

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I wake up to a bright white light and a beeping monitor. I realize that I'm in hospital and turn to see my brother asleep in the chair next to me. I try to reach over to him, but since at a sharp pain in my abdomen. Sam must have heard me as he wakes up and leans to push me gently back in the hospital bed.
"You've been asleep for a week. You've broken 2 ribs. Don't try to get up." He tells me with this stern voice.
"Where's mum and dad?" I ask. "What happened?"
"Mum and dad are at work. You got got by a car." He replies.
I lay my head back down.
"I can't Sammy. I can't anymore. I got got by a fucking car because Kiara Harris wanted to play a little joke. I can't stay here. Mum and Dad aren't even here. This isn't home anymore Sam." I tell him, tears falling gently from my eyes.
"I understand. I'll go with you. There isn't anything for me here anyways. Mum and dad are crap parents. We can take care of ourselves. Once you get out of the hospital, we'll leave. New York. The dream right?" He says smiling softly.
"The dream."

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The second I'm released from hospital, me and Sam go straight home. Packing everything we need.

We get a bus to New York and head to Brooklyn. We check into a crappy hotel and try to figure out what to do next.

After about 4 weeks of hotel jumping, we decide we are in desperate need of a lifestyle change. We want to start new. So we do the strangest thing we can think of. We call our God father, who was disowned after he joined a biker gang, and ask if he can initiate us.
Now that's a lifestyle change. And it's the best thing to have happened to me.

Now, after two years, I'm no longer prissy little Sabrina Scott. I'm Brie. A cool, biker chick who can handle a gun. And when we have to return back home to sort some business, the girls who made my life hell for two years, are going to get a hilarious reality check.