The Gang Leader's Iris

12// Irisism

"I'm back!" Someone shouts, jumping on my bed. "Did you miss me?"

"Wess," I groan, grabbing a random pillow and coving my face. "get the hell out."

"Nope." he plops down next to me and pulls the pillow from my face. "Who's this?" He asks, shoving Biscuit in my face.

"Biscuit." I grumble, sitting up.

"When did you get him?" He asks, confusedly, petting him.

"Tuesday, after school." I mutter, taking my baby from Wess and laying him down on my belly. "What were you doing yesterday?"

"We were working on our cars." he answers, referring to Mark, Noah, and himself. "Well Mark and I were; Noah just spent the whole day asleep."

"What time is it?" I ask, petting biscuit.

"6 o'clock." He answers. I take biscuit in my hand and put him back in his cage to sleep.

"Get out." I say, heading to my dresser. Seconds latter I hear my door shut and I start to strip out of my PJs. I grab a clean pair of boxer shorts and a bra and head to my bathroom.

Quickly, I scrub my body and my hair until I feel clean. Stepping out of the shower, I dry myself off and exit the bathroom. I slide on my undergarments and black ripped skinny jeans. As I search my dresser for a shirt when my door burst open. "Ma-" the person starts. I turn my head and raise a brow.

"Can I help you?" I ask, turning back to the dresser. A few moments later and still no answer so I turn to look at him again. "What do you want, Diego?"

He shakes his head and rakes his eyes over my body one more time before speaking up. "Mahogany is sick so you are riding with Ian and me." I nod and pull on my 'I solemnly swear to never grow up' cut off tee.

"Are you done checking me out or do I need to pull my shirt up?" I ask, sarcastically, slipping on my leather jacket.

"Could you?" He asks, sweetly, tilting his head. I roll my eyes and slap him upside the head before walking to the front door. "So, is that a no?"

"Yes, idiot." After putting on my shoes and walking out of the house I see Tia leaning against a black Harley. "Hey, Tia." I call, trailing down the path.

"Hey, Ce." he smiles, looking up at me.

"Can I ride with you?"

"Sure," he nods, standing up straight. "but I thought you were going with those two."

"I'd rather go with you." I retort. "I don't really......" I trail, trying to find the right words.

"I get it." he chuckles, climbing on his bike. "Get on." he hands me a spare helmet and helps me on. I wrap my arms around him and lay my head on his back. "Ready?" I nod and he starts up the bike.

Before long we pull up to the school and Santiago finds a parking space by the fence. I get off, using Tia's shoulders as a source of leverage. Once off the bike, I take off the helmet and shake my head to fix my hair. When I'm done with my hair I hand Tia the helmet. "Why did you park by the fence?" I ask once he falls into step with me.

"Because during free period Diego, Trevor, Kyle, Ian, and myself take a smoke." he answers.

"Smoking is bad for you." I scold, wagging my finger.

"Well Trevor and I use vape pens, most of the time."

"And the other times?"

"Pot." he says, bluntly. I shake my head and take off my jacket. "Woah!" He exaggerates, taking my jacket and putting it over my shoulders. "That is too much side boob; put the jacket back on."

"Is it?" I ask, trying not to chuckle, and he nods vigorously. "Well this morning your brother saw me in just a bra and jeans." I inform and his pale green eyes darkened. "And his eyes kept taking over my body."

"I'm going to kill him." He says in a low voice. I chuckle and grab his hand.

"Later, I want to get my stuff first." When we get to my locker his phone goes off.

"Sup." he answers, leaning against the locker next to mine. "Chill she's with me." after a few moments he hands me the phone and I put it up to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Why the fuck did you go with Santiago?" Ian shouts through the phone.

"Because I wanted to." I answer.

"You were supposed to come with me and Diego."

"Well Diego was being a pervert so I decided to go with Tia instead." I say, shutting my locker.

"Next time tell me that you aren't riding with me before you leave."

"Why do you even care?" I ask, confused. "Your acting like you own me or something."

"Just tell me." he retorts.

"No, you aren't in charge of me." I hang up before he can say anything and hand the phone to Tia. "Hi, Kyle." I greet when I see him standing next to Tia.

"Hey." he nods. "What was that about?"

"Your friend is a dumb ass," I answer, removing my jacket from my shoulders once again. "he's-"

"Hey, hey, hey." Kyle cuts me off, examining my outfit. "Put the jacket back on."

"That's what I said." Santiago agrees.

"Would you rather me walk around in just my bra or a shirt covering most of the bra?" I ask, putting my jacket in my bag. "and both options include pants."

"Second option." the pair say in unison. We continue walking down the hallway until Kyle speaks up. "When was Di being a perv?"

"This morning he walked into my room and I only had my bra on. So he was staring at me until I finally put my shirt on." I answer, shrugging. "No biggy."

"No biggy?" They both repeat.

"It's not like he saw me naked or anything." I say, pulling my hair back. "Anyways, Ian was yelling at me because I decided to ride with Tia to school. And apparently I have no say in my own transportation. He was acting like I was his property or something and I am no ones property."

"Feminism!" Shouts Tia, pointing a me.

"More like Irisism." Kyle corrects, chuckling. I slap his arm and giggle as we walk to the cafeteria. Once we reach the cafeteria doors a hand wraps around my wrist and pulls me back.

"What the fuck?!?!" I shout, before crashing into a hard chest.

"We need to talk." I familiar voice mutters and I groan.

Great.....

Sarcasm again.......