VICTORIA'S P.O.V.
"Alright, Sierra's going to be here any second. Is everyone ready?" Amy shouted down the hall at the others.
"Yes." They all confirmed as they came out.
"Carly?" Amy said, getting her attention. "The guns?"
"Oh, right. I put our handguns on the coffee table over there. The smoke bombs are right next to them." She casually answered.
"Great."
"You know, you don't have to remind us to do stuff. We've been down here for months now, we know how to take care of things." I said while finishing my cereal.
"Sorry, sorry. I know that. It's just..." Amy rubbed her neck.
"Tonight?" Carly asked while sitting on the couch.
"Yeah, that."
"I'm pretty sure we're all a little nervous about it." I added, putting my bowl in the dishwasher.
"What do you have to be worried about? All you have to do is hack the cameras." Camilla snapped at me.
"Not true! I have to go in there with you guys too."
"Stop arguing, please." Emma quietly begged.
"Ok, ok." Camilla said, sitting next to Carly now.
"I thought Emma and I were put in charge of technical support and money so we didn't have to do violent stuff." I commented.
"Well, this isn't really part of what we're going to become. This is just so we get taken seriously." Amy explained.
"It's also kind of fun, to be honest. Vandalizing stuff." Camilla said.
"Damn right." Carly agreed and high-fived her.
"Everyone remembers their gang names?" Amy reminded us, we all nodded. "Say them when I point to you."
She pointed to me first. "Vera." I calmly answered.
"Good." She replied, pointing to Carly next.
"Crystal." She smiled.
"CeCe." Camilla said as Amy pointed at her.
"Ember." Emma said last.
"And I'm Alice." She clapped her hands together. "Good."
"You think Sierra-" Camilla started but Amy cut her off.
"-Ah. Gang name." She corrected her.
"But we're not even doing anything right now!" Camilla complained.
"No, but she said that this is a gang environment, so we have to use our gang names here, remember?" Carly recalled.
"Fine. You think Storm meant to have our names like that?" Camilla questioned curiously.
"Like what?" I asked back.
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Bombs Out BITCHES
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