Chapter 1- The Stranger

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It's a different childhood being the gang leaders daughter, train all day and on the lose at night. But what people dont get is how a girl is in a gang, I do what any guy would do for a gang look out for one another and strike when needed too. Of course, of course until I was 15 of course! My mother would have killed me if she's ever seen me hold at gun at 8, but shes in the gang I guess. Like I mean shes just one of those computer people that communicate on where you need to go. Ya, ya I know you know those people. I've been training for this since I was 11 and aloud to go to the gym and train, my mum always said "dads only harder on me than my brothers cause he sees more of him in me" but trust me were nothing alike. Anyways let's get on with this crap.

Its training day..yay.. Elton tackles you to the ground. oof god. Guess I should introduce you to my brothers now. Elton is the oldest, Brennen is the 2nd and Corey is the 3rd oldest brother. There all idiots and assholes but were all very close. Your dad walks into the room Elton quickly gets off of you."So as I can see you guys are fighting like little girls" your father says sternly
" uhm no sir" your oldest brother said "well I mean is that suprising with y/n? Shes a fucking girl". You cross your arms

"So that makes me less qualified? Weaker than you? Boy you need a reality check. Lik-" your dad cuts you off "ENOUGH I don't want the bickering. Now go beat some shit up." You roll your eyes and walked off to a punching bag. You're dad watches over everyone. "Great technique y/n" "uh thanks" you say with suprision, wow a compliment from him?! That's a different reality.

An hour goes past. Your dad yells "Alright go get showered up and go home or where ever" you wow that's a short training session. You showered and put on black cargo pants, with a white shirt, black leather jacket, and black work boots. You walked out the door and crashed into a guy.
"God seriously you see a door open but you just walk right in front of it. Jeez."

The guy was a tall,cocky-arrogant man. He had purple hair, and piercing blue eyes, ya know the ones that you can never forget. "Well aren't you a sweetie. I'm fine by the way, sorry I'm an inconvenience. I'll be out of your way in just a moment." And there he goes walks away drowning in the city lights.

I've never seen him around here, this is a small town right next to a huge city, I know everyone here but apparently not him, I didn't even get his name cause I was too busy being a bitch. Not that I care about him at all. You got to your apartment and your dad called you to the hide-out. You run through the city to get to the hide-out. Of course you bump into another person.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, let me help you up- oh it's just you" The stranger looks up at you and responds. "At least you said sorry this time. You must be in a hurry again."
You roll your eyes at him. "Anyways I half to go" you say turning the other way "Wait first what is your name? Since I have a feeling there will be more bumping intos"
"I'm Y/N and you are?" "I'm Colby"
"Well nice to meet you Colby but I half to go now." "Okay see ya later". There he goes with that cocky wink, the same one every guy does. I should really get going to the layer, dads been calling me several times.

Colbys pov:

I was just heading through the streets of this small town where another gangs supposed to be, the one that killed my father cause he was trying to kill the leader of the gang. But of course he lost the fight, now I have the roll. The roll of the new leader the one that is blood thirsty to fight back at whoever killed my father. Now I'm here walking by small town people doing small town people things, till this girl rammed into me. A tall dark haired girl, with an eye colour that is a brownish colour but also is hazel in the light. The way she was dressed you could tell maybe daddy issues or just wanted to be badass? But after I said something I walked away into this towns miniature city. Than minutes later she rams into me again, as if it was faith or something pulling us together. I got her name its y/n, it's a different name than what we would have in Kansas. Than she had to go away, I still wonder why she didn't take a car or an ober but I didnt think much of it, till I got with the rest of my gang. I saw that we tracked the son of the gang member, which has been very close to me all day.

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