There's A New Badass In Town.

Chapter 2

Ginger at the top!!!

-Frank Heart-

What my daughter, Ginger, said to me was stuck in my head all night. Right now i was in ed with Bella. She's been acking real shady for a while. I was just laying there looking at the ceiling. Bella was fast asleep, so that gave me the perfect chance to check to see if my money was stiff there.

I got slowly and carefully to make sure i didn't wake Bella. I crept to my hidden safe in the closet. I lifted up the floor boards an put in the code

(447563991)

It took me a year to memorize that. As i opened the safe, i was very careful. I didn't want Ginger to be right. And if she was she would be th one to blame for the missing money. Who else could it be, Bella! Ha, yeah right! Bella loves me.

As soon as the safe was wide enough to open i got mad as fuck. Not half, but 3/4 of my savins were gone. How the fuck you gone take your own daddy money. The money I use to buy food, clothes, and shelter or yo. The money I use to provide for you!

Ginger is definetly going to LA! AND THAT'S ON HER MOMS GRAVE!

-Ginger-

{Morning}

Pills and potions.

Were over dosing.

I can' stand it but I still love you

Was the sound of my alarm clock playing Pills and Potions.

I stopped it and walked to the closet. I picked out some white high wasted shorts, with rips. A black red and white crop top that said 'Fuck off'. And some black white and red jordan 14's. I went and turned on the shower and waited for it to heat up.

As i waited i looked at my long red/blond hair. It use to be a ginger color but i died it ombre. I hopped in the shower and let the hot water graze my pure white skin.

I got out and put on my outfit. Once done I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs. Just to see my dad sitting at the kitchen table looking more frustrated than ever.

"You" he began while pointing at me "you have the nerve to steal money from me, your own father!"

I was really taken back by that. Like what the actual fuckery fuck. Her thought his own daughter stole from him! Really nigga, really?

"What the hell are you going on about" I asked as I walked over to the fridge and grabbed the orange juice.

"Don't back like you don't know, you little shit! I worked my ass off to get that money. What could you have possibly spent it on!" Now in was getting really pissed off.

"OK, first don't yell at me. Second, stop assuming shit. Third, are you really that stupid to think I stole your money. Has it ever crossed your mind that that hoe named BELLA took it. You see she got on a different Michael Cores perse everyday. Mom would be so ashamed of you and your decisions." I said in a calm voice. After I finished I drank my orange juice and grabbed my motorcycle keys.

"Don't bring your mother into this!" He yelled. His face was getting red with anger. I wasn't fazed at all when he stood over me at his 7 foot figure to my 5'6. I was never scared of him.

"Bye Frank" it was no reason to call him dad, because he sure isn't acting like one.

"Why did you call me Frank." He asked softening up. But I kept the same emotionless face and stared blankly up at him.

"Because your not my dad. Your just someone who helped my mom make me." And with that I walked out the door like the boss I am.

-School-

News spreads fast around here! I told one person, which was my first period teacher, that I was leaving and every body know now.

I was in my 3rd period waiting eagerly for the bell to ring, when some random chick gone tap me on the shoulder. I didn't even look at her, I just stared at the clock.

"Is it true that your leaving" she asked while tapping my shoulder multiple times. She is agrivating me so much I could choke her.

"Is it? Is it? Is it?" She repeated over, and over, and over, and over again! Uggghhh shut the fuck up!! I had enough I just lost it.

I grabbed her finger and squeezed it. She had a look of suprise on her face.

"Listen here bitch, if I didn't look, talk, or pay attention to you then I don't wanna talk. Got it, good, great, now shut the fuck up. Thanks, I appreciate it." And with every word or so I squeezed her fingers harder.

"OK, I'm sorry"

I let go and turned to the clock. This is going to be one hell of a long day.

-Lunch-

It was now lunch and I'm already ready to get out of this hell whole. People kept asking me questions and I gave them the same reactions as I did to the girl in 3rd period. Some got the hint, some didn't.

I sat outside under a tree, it was my favorite place to sit. Then when I'm finally in peice a nigga gone sit next to me.

"What?" I huffed out with so much ignorance you could taste it.

"I wanted to talk to you" he stated blankly.

I sat up and stared at him like he was the most stupidest kid on earth.

"OK, man whore, I want nothing to do with you or your talks. Now go, and I'm not asking I'm telling." I said laying back down.

"Man whore"

"Fuck off"

"Aight chill just answer this one question."

"What?"

"Why are you leaving and why do you sit here everyday."

"That's two questions"

"Answer one then"

"I sit here because you idiotic bastards are inside. I don't like you guys at all, and personally I'm glad I'm moving."

"Wow" he seemed shocked.

"Leave, now." I stated blankly.

I didn't hear any movement so I got up and turned to face him. He looked at me with a blank expression.

"You got 4.2 seconds to get your ass up and walk away or imma drag you." After I said that I started counting, he didn't know I was dead ass serious because he bust out laughing.

"Omg you hilario-" before he could finish his sentence I was done counting and dragging him by hi shirt. He was basically eating dirt the way I dragged him.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop!" He yelled.

"You had your chance." I said blankly.

I dragged him all the way into the cafeteria. I drug him to the table he would most likely sit, the football players.

"Is this yours" I said holding up a dirty boy.

"Vick?" One of them asked.

Wow, he didn't look like a Vick to me. He was 6'3, tan, short hair, dimples, and blue eyes.

"Is it?" I asked once again getting impatient.

"Its not an it he's a human being." The one with the hazel eyes and curly hair said.

"I don't really give a flying fuck, no not crawling, not a walking, but a flying fuck. Now take it." I threw him on the table and turned around. But I had to do something first.

I stood on a table and shouted out loud and clear so these idiots could hear.

"Yes, its true I'm leaving in a week! Stop bothering me, I don't like any of you at all, what so ever! I thought y'all would have figured it out by now! So to all of y'all mother fuckers I say!" I paused and looked around.

"FUCK OFF!!!" I jumped down and walked out the cafeteria like the boss that I am.